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Left to Themselves.

world yet, and was a gentleman by education (as the other men knew), I was useful to them and I made a good thing out of them myself."

"Yes," Philip said, staring hard at the man in the flickering light and curbing his impatience.

"I sounded your father as agent for them, Touchtone—for Laverack and the others. We thought we could bribe your father. I lived in the place months—for it. But I found before I'd gone far enough to make him suspect my game that he couldn't be bought in. So I gave it up. Do you know I've seen you plenty of times, when you were a little fellow? I'd never have recognized you, of course. I remember your mother pretty well, too."

"Don't talk of her," said Philip, sharply; "my time is short, and yours, too, if you leave here to-night."

"Quite true," replied Jennison, coolly. "I must get along in what I have to say, Touchtone, your father was innocent as a child of any share in that bank business—"

"Do you think I don't know that? Do you think any body who really knew him could believe any thing else?"