IN WHICH PHIL STARTS FOR NEW YORK, AND IS STOPPED ON THE WAY.
"Do you know that gentleman, Phil?" asked Mr. Lamar, when Waterford had gone.
"Yes, sir; I know him, and he knows me as well as I know him," I replied, cheerfully.
"He has some land to sell in the vicinity of Chicago."
"He! He don't own a foot of land on the face of the earth."
"Perhaps he don't own it himself, but is authorized to sell it."
"That may be. Where is the land, sir?"
"In Bloomvale, I think. By the way, he is connected with the former partner of your uncle, Mr. Richard Collingsby."
"So much the worse for him."
"I am thinking of buying this land."