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Tom, with a chill of apprehension seeming to clutch his heart, threw open the library door. "Why, Mr. Pendergast!" exclaimed Mr. Damon, rising quickly as Tom ushered in the aged president. "Whatever is the matter? You here at this hour? Bless my trial balance! Is anything wrong? "I'm afraid there is," answered the bank head.
Swift, as if he could not believe it. "Yes, and for that Damon man, too," added the chief. "I want him as well as Tom, and I'll get 'em." "Would you mind letting me see the warrants?" asked the inventor, and the official passed them over. The documents were made out in regular form, and the complaints had been sworn to by Isaac Pendergast, the bank president.
"I have just received word which made it necessary for me to see you both at once. I'm glad you're here, Mr. Damon." He sank wearily into a chair which Tom placed for him, and Mr. Swift asked: "Have you been able to raise any cash, Mr. Pendergast?" "No, I am sorry to say I have not, but I did not come here to tell you that. I have bad news for you.
Damon waited for the directors to meet. Mr. Foger could be heard entering a little later. "What's this I hear, Pendergast?" he cried, rubbing his hands. "The bank robbers captured, eh? Well, that's good news. Of course we'll pay the reward. I always knew my boy was a smart lad. Five thousand dollars will be a tidy sum for him. Of course his chum, Sam Snedecker is entitled to some, but not much.
Foger, who did not at all relish having to see his son lose the reward. "It was all a mistake about your son," commented Mr. Pendergast. "Gentlemen, is it your desire that I write out a check for young Mr. Swift?" They all voted in the affirmative, even Mr. Foger being obliged to do so, much against his wishes. He was a very much chagrined man, when the directors' meeting broke up.
Foger expected his son would collect the money, and when Andy got left, it made him sore. He's had a grudge against Mr. Pendergast, and all the other bank officials ever since, and now he's going to start a rival bank. So that's why I said it was partly due to you." "Oh, I see. I thought at first you meant that it was on account of something that happened the other day." "What was that?"
I do not care to keep correspondents waiting too long for fear they will get tired and fail to write me in the future when they want to know anything. Mr. Earnest Pendergast writes from Puyallup as follows: "Why do you not try to improve your appearance more? I think you could if you would, and we would all be so glad.
Pendergast left no one at home to care for Mary and Fred, so Jane had abandoned the idea. Later, after Mary had married and Fred had gone away, there was still her father to be cared for, though at this time he was well and strong.
He well knew the red-haired bully was an enemy of his son. Andy entered, walking rather proudly at the attention he attracted. "This is Mr. Swift," said the president. "Aw, I know him," blurted out Andy. "You will please tell him what you told us," went on Mr. Pendergast.
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