"If you get any more of that kind of stuff and want help in the
new work, let me know."
"Thank you, sir," said Jack, folding up the precious scrap and
slipping it into his pocket.
Breen waited until Jack had closed the door, pulled from a pigeon-
hole a bundle of papers labelled Maryland Mining Company, touched
another button summoning his stenographer, and said in a low voice
to himself:
"Yes, I have it! Something is going on in that ore property. I'll
write and find out."
CHAPTER XXXII
The Board of Church Trustees met, as customary, on Monday night,
but there was no business transacted except the passing of a
resolution expressing its deep regret over the loss of "our
distinguished fellow-townsman, whose genius has added so much to
the beautifying of our village, and whose uprightness of character
will always be," etc., etc.
Neither Jack nor McGowan, nor any one representing their
interests, was present. A hurried glance over Garry's check and
bank-books showed that the money to pay McGowan's vouchers--the
exact sum--had been drawn from the fund and deposited to Garry's
personal credit in his own bank in New York.
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