"William Henry Nason."
"Did he have any brothers?"
"No, sir—only a sister, who was Uncle Abner's first wife."
"I see. Are those papers still in the trunk you just mentioned?"
"They ought to be. They were packed away with some old account books—bad debts, I once heard father call them. Father had an idea he could collect some of the debts some day. But I guess they are outlawed."
"More than likely. I'd like to see those papers regarding that land near Central Park."
"Why, Mr. Garwell? Do you think there is anything in it for me?" cried our hero, quickly.
"I'm not prepared to say that until I see the papers. I am looking up six parcels of land, which a certain company want for the purpose of putting up a big hotel. Some of the old deeds mention a Chester S. Nason as holding a half-interest in one of the plots of ground—the interest being assigned to him in payment of a claim he had on one Maurice LeRoy. Did you ever hear of such a man?"
"No, sir."
"Well, supposing you get those papers for me, and let me examine them."