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"That man," she continued at last, with a shudder in her voice, "that man was Mr. Knapp's brother." I suppressed an exclamation, and she continued: "They have little in common, even in looks. I wonder you thought for a moment that he was Mr. Knapp. Few people who know them both have traced a resemblance."
He had, I supposed, returned to the city, but he had set Wednesday as the day for resuming operations in the market, and I did not think that he would be found here on Monday. The room was cold and cheerless, and the dingy books in law-calf appeared to gaze at me in mute protest as I looked about me. The doors that separated me from Doddridge Knapp's room were shut and locked.
And now do be sensible no, you sit right where you are and tell me how it all happened, and what it was about." I revolved for a moment the plan of a romance that would have, at least, the merit of chaining Miss Knapp's interest. But it was gone as I looked into her serious eyes. "That's what I should like to know myself," I confessed candidly.
I'm afraid Luella was a little too hysterical to give a true account of it." I gave her the story of the scene in the passage, with a few judicious emendations. I thought it hardly worth while to mention Doddridge Knapp's appearance, or a few other items that were more precious to me than to anybody else. When I had done Mrs. Knapp sighed. "There must be an end of this some day," she said.
"You may not get much I don't think you will though I have a scheme that may bring a reaction." Doddridge Knapp's scheme for a reaction must have been one of the kind that goes off backward, for Omega jumped skyward on the afternoon call, and closed at one hundred and thirty.
But he did not dare go to her till he was more certain of how he himself stood. The next day was Sunday, and on the Despatch's front page appeared Knapp's picture and his story of the rifled cache. Licking along his dry lips with a leathern tongue, Mayer read it and then cast the paper on the floor and sank back in his chair in a collapse of relief.
"The only thing to do then is to get a bank yourself," I returned. Doddridge Knapp's lips closed, and a trace of a frown was on his brows. "Well, this isn't business," he said. "Now here is what I want," he continued. And he gave directions for the buying at the afternoon session. "Now, not over one hundred and twenty-five," was his parting injunction.
Talbot had risen with a full and hearty greeting which proved to Sweetwater's uneasy mind that notwithstanding Knapp's disquieting reticence no direct suspicion had as yet fallen on the unhappy Frederick. Then he waited for what Mr. Sutherland had to say, for it was evident he had come there to say something.
They was a-sayin' as it might be an idee to take ye as you come out of Knapp's to-night." "How did they know I was at Knapp's?" I asked, somewhat surprised, though I had little reason to be when I remembered the number of spies who might have watched me. "Why, Dicky Nahl told 'em," said Mother Borton. "He was with the gang, and sings it out as pretty as you please."
"Well," said Knapp, "the way you handled that Ophir matter was perfectly satisfactory; but I'll tell you that it's on Mrs. Knapp's say-so, as much as on your own doings, that I select you for this job." "I'm much obliged to Mrs. Knapp," I said politely. I was in deep waters. It was plainly unsafe to do anything but drift.
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