“If you will allow me I will join in offering a reward for the discovery of the thief. I feel in a measure responsible.”
“I will think of your offer, Mr. Gibbon.”
“He suspects nothing,” thought Gibbon, with a sigh of relief.
CHAPTER XXV.
STARK’S DISAPPOINTMENT.
Philip Stark went back to the hotel with the tin box under his arm. He would like to have entered the hotel without notice, but this was impossible, for the landlord’s nephew was just closing up. Though not late for the city, it was very late for the country, and he looked surprised when Stark came in.
“I am out late,” said Stark, with a smile.
“Yes.”
“That is, late for Milford. In the city I never go to bed before midnight.”