If you think the railroad will stand to pay anything on such a thing as that, you are mistaken." "But how are we to get those autographs back?" whined Tom. "Some of the men who gave them may be dead now!" "See here, let us get down to business," cried Belright Fogg. "You don't look to be knocked out at least, not a great deal anyway. Am I right, Doctor?" "I I think so.
"Who is there?" cried the lawyer, in a somewhat startled voice, and Baxter heard several chairs shifted back as the occupants of the apartment leaped to their feet. "Telegram for Mr. Fogg Belright Fogg!" drawled Dan, in imitation of an A. D. T. youth. "A telegram, eh?" muttered the lawyer. "Wonder what is up now?" He came to the door and unlocked it cautiously.
"Not if I know it," murmured Dick, to himself. "You are a first-class fellow to put in jail you and the others, too!" The talk in the apartment went on, covering the things Belright Fogg was to do while Pelter and Japson were in hiding in Canada. The unscrupulous lawyer was to produce a power of attorney dated some days before, so that he might act in place of the brokers.
He had often seen Dan and knew him. "The gentlemen you mean went up to the fourth floor to the apartment that was rented last week." "May I ask who rented it?" asked Dick. "A lawyer, sah a Mr. Fogg. He's got a queer first name." "Belright?" "That's it, sah; Belright Fogg." "Just as I thought," murmured Dick "They didn't go out, did they?" "I don't think they did.
"All right we'll sue," said Dick, and he made a move as if to close the interview. "See here, are you of age have you authority to close this matter?" demanded Belright Fogg, suddenly. "I can close the matter, yes," answered Dick. "My father will be perfectly satisfied with whatever I do. I transact much of his business for him." "Ah, well then, let us consider this thing a little more, Mr.
There is a much larger field for my abilities down there than up here," Belright Fogg answered, loftily. "Yes, New York is pretty large," responded Tom, dryly. "I expect to open my offices in a few days," went on the lawyer. "If you ever have any business down there, come in and see me. I will mail you one of my cards," and with another bland smile, and a bow, he passed out of the dining car.
Rover." And thereupon the lawyer went all over the matter again. Presently he offered twelve hundred dollars. But Dick was firm; and in the end the lawyer said he would pay them fifteen hundred dollars the next day, provided they would sign off all claims on the railroad. "We'll do it as soon as we see the money," answered Dick. "Can't you trust me, Mr. Rover?" demanded Belright Fogg.
"You can tell them what I said," said the youth; "And they may find it to their interest to call up Mr. Belright Fogg before they give you orders." "Have you seen Fogg?" demanded the section boss. "Yes." "Did he say you could take the machine?" "He said nothing about our taking it. He settled for what damage the railroad did to the biplane. We went to get our property and found it gone.
"Oh, it's all right, so far as I am concerned," he continued. "Maybe you'd be interested to know that I no longer represent that road." "You don't?" and now Dick was interested. "No, I handed in my resignation three days ago," answered Belright Fogg.
And he made a move as if to draw a pistol. "I I sur render!" gasped Belright Fogg, and up went his hands, tremblingly. The other policeman produced a pair of handcuffs and in a twinkling they were slipped upon Japson's wrist. Then the bluecoats turned towards Pelter.