"How did he communicate the interesting fact of the theft to you?"
"He has not ventured into my presence. The scoundrel actually had the audacity—"
"Aha!" says I. "The young lady herself! Sharp practitioner, Mr. Davager."
"Early this morning, when she was walking alone in the shrubbery," Mr. Frank goes on, "he had the assurance to approach her, and to say that he had been watching his opportunity of getting a private interview for days past. He then showed her—actually showed her—her unfortunate father's letter; put into her hands another letter directed to me; bowed, and walked off; leaving her half dead with astonishment and terror. If I had only happened to be there at the time!" says Mr. Frank, shaking his fist murderously in the air, by way of a finish.
"It's the greatest luck in
