“No—what's wrong, general?” said Wade.
“Matter enough!” said the general moodily, as he sat down weakly in a chair. “But what it is I don't just know. I'd give a good deal to—”
“Why, what do you mean?”
“He's left Jake Benson's, Ben! Jake called me into the office this morning the first thing and told me he'd left—gone for good—and that I was not to mention his name again. Now what do you think of that?”
Wade bounded from his chair and snatched up his hat.
“You don't say! Well, this is news!”
“Ain't it awful!” lamented the general.
“Well, of course that's one way to look at it,” said Wade, grinning.
“Where are you going, Ben?” for he saw that Wade was making preparations to leave.
“Out to Mrs. Landray's; I want to see Stephen, I expect to find him there.”