Philip made no reply except another word about the expediency of soon hearing what he was brought down for. He did not propose to go away without asking some very particular questions, if necessary. Jennison saved him the trouble. He lowered his voice and began hurriedly:
"Enough of that. What I want to say to you—you alone—is about—your father. You have heard me say I knew him."
"Yes."
"I did; though he didn't know me, since he supposed me to be an honest man and in business down-town. I was pretty well acquainted with all the circumstances of that robbery of the bank which cost him his character. I was making my living even then, you see, in what seemed the easiest way. He died of a broken heart, I heard."
"He did," Touchtone responded, inwardly more and more agitated. "What is that to you?"
"Nothing; but I might be something to it, or to his name, to-day. Stop! Don't interrupt. I knew Dan Laverack and his crowd well; and as I hadn't lost my own position in the upper
