"I do. It would hit every fellow in Brill. And I think—What can that fellow want?" added Tom suddenly, as a messenger boy from the town came running up to him.
"Guess he's got a message for you," returned Songbird.
"For me? I trust it's no bad news," said Tom.
CHAPTER II
SOMETHING ABOUT THE PAST
"Is this Mr. Thomas Rover?" asked the messenger boy, as he came to a halt.
"Yes, that's my handle," answered Tom. "What have you got for me, a check for a thousand dollars or a bill?"
"Telegram," was the laconic answer, and the lad held it out. "Sign here," he added, bringing his receipt book into evidence. "It's paid fer."
"All right, son." Tom signed the book, fished up a dime from his pocket and handed it to the lad, who took it with a broad grin.