"Very well, Jane," he said quietly. "If you won't expect me to dance attendance upon you, I withdraw my objections."
The eleven-o'clock train for New York had among its passengers Mr. and Mrs. Duncan.
There was another passenger whom neither of them noticed—a small, insignificant-looking man—who occasionally directed a quick glance at the portly bank president.
CHAPTER XIX — EFFECTING A LOAN
Prince Duncan was unusually taciturn during the railroad journey—so much so that his wife noticed it, and inquired the reason.
"Business, my dear," answered the bank president. "I am rather perplexed by a matter of business."
"Business connected with the bank, Mr. Duncan?" asked his wife.
"No, private business."