"What! already?" queried the girl.
"They must have been reached by 'phone."
"That detective may have called Marsh up from there."
"That means it won't do any good to try further in Tacoma. The other banks have undoubtedly been fixed, or they soon will be. If I can slip away undiscovered, I'll try Vancouver next, but I haven't much hope."
"It looks bad, doesn't it?" said Cherry.
"As we stand at present," Boyd acknowledged, "we are the owners of one hundred thousand dollars' worth of useless machinery and unsalable supplies."
"And all," mused the girl, "because of a loose tongue and a little type!"
CHAPTER XV
THE DOORS OF THE VAULT SWING SHUT
"I say, old man, just how do we stack up?" questioned Alton Clyde, when, later in the week, he had succeeded in pinning Boyd down for a moment's conversation. "Blessed if I know what's going on."