"You interest me, Luke. What was the accident?"
Luke explained.
"It must be this that Mr. Powell refers to," he added.
"But I don't see how my nephew should have anything to do with it."
"There is a man in Milwaukee who answers the description of the stranger to whom my poor father intrusted his money. I have seen him, for he often comes to Chicago. I have even spoken to him."
"Have you ever taxed him with this breach of trust?"
"No, for he bears a different name. He is Thomas Browning, while the letter mentions Thomas Butler."
"He may have changed his name."
"I was stupid not to think of that before. There can hardly be two men so singularly alike. I have come to ask you, Mrs. Merton, if you can spare me for two or three days."
"For as long as you like, Luke," said the old lady, promptly. "Have you any money for your traveling expenses?"