“This is rough on me,” he said. “I haven’t been paid last week’s salary, and now I’m out of a job without a minute’s warning.”
“It certainly is rough on you,” said Frank.
The clerk locked up the place and walked off, and Frank and Bardwell Mason also took their departure.
“Mr. Mason, if Mr. Garrison is not found will my father have to make good the amount of the bond on which he went security?” asked our hero, as the pair took themselves to the gentleman’s office.
“Certainly; and he’ll have to make good anyway, unless Garrison pays back what he has appropriated.”
“It will be a great blow to my father.”
“I presume it will be. But that is not my fault, nor the fault of anybody in our order. Your father made a great mistake when he went security for such a slick rascal as Jabez Garrison.”
“Do you think the police will catch him?”
“Possibly. But he may have taken a steamer to some foreign land from which it will be impossible to bring him back.”
Frank hardly knew what to do next, but decided to call on the police himself. At headquarters he was informed that everything possible would be done to find Jabez Garrison.