“His testimony carries weight. Then he thinks the complaints are well founded?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Well, Mr. Fenwick, the affair is in your hands. I have no responsibility in the matter. You will doubtless go to Milton and investigate.”
“Yes, sir. I am glad to say that Mr. Locke has agreed to go with me.”
“He can assist you materially, as he is acquainted with the school.”
At this moment the young Scotch clerk made his appearance.
“Here is a message just received from Milton,” he said.
The merchant tore it open, and read aloud, in some excitement:
From Dr. Musgrave, of Milton, to David Russell, Grace Court, London.
The boy Vivian Bell has run away. Will you defray expenses of search?