'Well, never mind; we are out of the woods.'
When he had gone, I sat down, and wrote the following letter:
'My dear Frank: I return Cragin's check, with many thanks. I have not sold your stock. My legitimate resources have carried me through.
'I need not say, my boy, that I feel what you would have done for me. Words are not needed between us.
'Tell Cragin that I consider him a trump—the very ace of hearts.
'Your mother and I will see you in a few days.'
In half an hour, with the two letters in my pocket, I was on my way home. Handing them to Kate, I took her in my arms; and, as I brushed the still bright, golden hair from her broad forehead, I felt I was the richest man living.
Within the same week I went to Boston. I arrived just after dark; and then occurred the events narrated in the first chapter.