bank there. You find him out, hand him that check, get him to sign this receipt, and your work is done."
"That's easy," said Frank with a pleasant smile. "It isn't worth five dollars, though."
"I'm doing this hiring," retorted Buckner with a quizzical laugh." Client's money, see? By the way, too, do this little commission up trim and neat, and there will be some more work for you from the same party."
Frank was mightily pleased at his task and the prospects. He stowed the check and receipt in a safe pocket, and started to leave the office.
"My client wants to buy up some salvage from a fire at Riverton," Mr. Buckner explained.
"I see," nodded Frank.
"A certain party here has been juggling with the situation. He put in a lot of dummy bids. We learned what his best bid was, and offered the same amount. Just now we got a letter—as he did also—accepting first payment from either of us. By the way, too," continued Mr. Buckner, with a queer twinkle in his eye, "when you come to find who it is you have helped to outwit, you may experience a decided personal pleasure in the discovery. Report soon as you get back to Greenville, Frank."
