“Are the securities negotiable?” he asked.
“A part of them.”
“I wish I could advise you what to do. Was your name on the envelope?”
“Yes,” answered Perkins, brightening at the suggestion!
“It is too much to hope the boy will return them to you.”
“I don’t know about that. He looked honest. He is a boy in whom I should have considerable confidence,” said the merchant, slowly.
Darrell shook his head.
“Your only hope is to offer a liberal reward. I advise you to insert an advertisement in the papers offering a reward of—say five hundred dollars.”
“I’ll do it.”
Mr. Perkins seized a pen, and proceeded to draw up such an advertisement as his friend had suggested, when the door of the office opened, and Tom walked quietly into the room.