"Five thousand dollars!" said Brandon, roused by this startling inquiry. "'Course I do."
"Then rouse yourself, and I'll tell you all about it. Here, let me bring you some water, and you can dip your face in it. It will bring you to yourself sooner than anything else."
Brandon acceded to the proposal, and was soon in a clearer state of mind.
Travers proceeded to unfold his plan, after learning that Mrs. Brandon was out; but he had a listener he did not know of. Grit had come home for something he had forgotten, and, with his ear to the keyhole, heard the whole plot. He listened attentively. When all was told, he said to himself:
"I'll foil them, or my name isn't Grit!"
CHAPTER XXI. MR. BRANDON LOSES HIS SUPPER.
When Brandon and Travers had discussed the plan, and decided to accept the terms offered by Colonel Johnson, the latter, looking cautiously about, inquired:
"Where's the boy?"