“Yes, I do; and it was a base, cruel act.”
“I agree with you in that, Mrs. Estabrook. It was base and cruel, but I had nothing to do with it.”
“You dare to say that, when you brought the bonds to my son, Willis, to be sold to-day?”
“Is this true, Grant?” asked Mr. Reynolds. “Did you sell any bonds at the office to-day?”
“Yes, sir.”
The broker looked grave.
“Where did you get them?” he asked.
“They were handed to me by an acquaintance in Wall Street.”
“Who was he?”
“His name is James Morrison.”