"I shall never wish to come between you, Mr. Bundy. I am glad that he has found in you a kind and faithful friend. His step-father, as you know, has been his worst enemy and mine. I hoped he would prove a kind and faithful guardian to my boy, but I have been bitterly disappointed."
"He's a regular scamp, as far as I can learn," said Nicholas bluntly. "You haven't got a picture of him, have you? I should like to know how the villain looks."
"I have," said Oliver. "This morning, in looking over my carpet-bag, I found an inner pocket, in which was a photograph of Mr. Kenyon. I believe Roland once used the bag, and in that way probably it got in."
"Have you the picture here?" asked Mr. Bundy.
"Here it is," answered Oliver, drawing it from his pocket.
Nicholas took it, and as he examined it his face wore a look of amazement.
"Who did you say this was?" he asked.
"Mr. Kenyon."
"Your step-father?"
"Yes."