That was a part of the conspiracy.
Claude, the blackmailer of his own father, was to attend to that part of the work and he—George—was to get some of the blood money.
Thinking how easily the game moved onward to success, he fell asleep, nor waked till the next morning.
Then he set about disguising himself most thoroughly.
He changed his eyebrows, he darkened his hair and he gave his upper lip a sweeping mustache.
After his work no one would have called him George Richmond.
Meantime, over in the larger city, Perry Lamont, entering the library earlier than usual, as if he expected to hear some news, found Claude there.
Father and son looked at one another for a second, and Claude pointed at a newspaper on the desk.
The millionaire picked it up and his eager eyes discerned a pencil mark at a certain paragraph.
He devoured the falsehood eagerly and almost out of breath.