"The cancellation of the mortgage on my mother's home, and the alleged forged note upon which Mr. Farrington bases a criminal charge against one Farwell Gibson."
"Why!" exclaimed the lawyer, very much amazed. "What has Farwell Gibson got to do with this matter?"
"Mr. Black," replied Ralph, "I can not tell you that. You have my terms. Mr. Farrington is a bad man. He can make some restitution by giving me those two documents. That ends it, so far as we are concerned."
"And if he does not agree to your terms?" insinuated the lawyer.
"I shall go to some other lawyer at once, and expose him publicly," said Ralph.
Mr. Black reflected for some moments. Then he arose, took up his hat, and said:
"Remain here till I return, Fairbanks. Mr. Farrington has been sick for some days—"
"I should think he would be!" murmured Ralph, to himself.
"But this is an important matter, and can not brook delay. I will see him at once."
Ralph had to wait nearly an hour. When the lawyer returned he closed the office door and faced his visitor seriously.
"Fairbanks," he said, "I have faith in your
