"Not at all! I left the genuine letter in the hands of my lawyer."
"Your lawyer?"
"Yes. I have put this matter in the hands of Mr. Jordan, of this city."
Mr. Browning looked very much disturbed. Mr. Jordan was a well-known and eminent attorney. Moreover, he was opposed in politics to the would-be mayor. If his opponent should get hold of this discreditable chapter in his past history, his political aspirations might as well be given up. Again he asked himself, "How much of the story does this boy know?"
"If you are employing a lawyer," he said, after a pause, "I don't understand why you came to me for advice."
"I thought you might be interested in the matter," said Luke, significantly.
"Why should I be interested in your affairs? I have so many things to think of that really I can't take hold of anything new."
"I will tell you, sir. You are the man who received money in trust from my dying father. I look to you to restore it with interest."
"How dare you insinuate any such thing?" demanded Browning, furiously. "Do you mean to extort money by threats?"
"No, sir, I only ask for justice."