"Did Colonel Butler know," she inquired, "when he wrote this, that Pen also had a subscription paper?"
"Yes. I met him at the station last night, when he was starting for New York, and I told him all about it."
"Was Pen there?"
"No; he didn't get there till after the train started."
"Does he know about this letter?"
"Not from me. I offered to show it to him but he wouldn't look at it."
"Aleck, there's something strange about this. I don't quite understand it. Is Pen outside?"
"Yes; he was when I came."
"Call him in, please; and return with him."
Aleck went to the door, his resolution to stand by his conduct growing stronger every minute. He called to Pen.