Grant put the envelope into his pocket, and hurried to the Exchange.
When he returned to the office he carried the bonds to Willis Ford.
“Mr. Ford,” he said, “an acquaintance of mine handed them to me to be sold.”
“Some one you know?” queried Ford.
“I know him slightly.”
“Well, I suppose it's all right. I'll make out a check to your order, and you can collect the money at the bank.”
Grant interposed no objection, and put the check in his pocket.
“The boy's fallen into the trap,” said Willis to himself, exultantly, as he proceeded to enter the transaction on the books.