The committee appointed to examine into the strange case of Leslie vs. Leslie could report progress.
On the morrow the work would be resumed, and a long stride taken toward the end.
This man had a wonderful power over his mind, and could control it at will. When he was ready to sleep he dismissed all thought and secured solid rest, so that when he woke up his mind was as clear as a bell. To such a fact he owed much of his success.
With the morning he was up and out.
It was a fair day, and Eric hoped he might look upon this as an emblem of luck—that his case might prove as clear.
His first thought was to get some specimen of Mrs. Leslie’s writing.
To do this he must visit the house but waited until Joe would probably be on his way down to his business.
Then he went to the dwelling up town.
He asked to see Mrs. Leslie and was shown in. Being left alone for a short time he glanced around as if in hope of seeing an opportunity to carry out his design.
A desk caught his eye—if he only had the opportunity to look through it he felt sure he could find what he wanted, for it was undoubtedly the property of Lillian Leslie.