that property, owner a non-resident. There are five nice, comfortable living rooms upstairs. It's only two blocks' move for you. If it suits you, make the move. You need pay no rent until you decide where you wish to locate permanently."
"You are very kind," said Frank.
"Why—never thought of it!" exclaimed Mr. Buckner, with new animation of manner and voice. "The very thing, it exactly fits!"
"What do you mean?" inquired Frank.
"Sit down, and I'll explain. You took a check yesterday to pay for some salvage at a fire at Riverton."
"Yes, sir," nodded Frank.
"I notified my client last night by telegraph of our success. He's a Lancaster man, in the hardware line. He ran up to Greenville last evening to see me. It seems that Morton, the man burned out at Riverton, was also in the hardware line. Everything he had was burned up in the fire. When they came to clear the wreck, they found all the metal stock he carried massed in among the ashes in the cellar. The insurance company had it put in big packing cases. It was all mixed up, some of the stock damaged entirely. My client, however, decided that it might net him a profit on the two hundred dollars he paid for it."
