honor, or I would never advise my client to do as he has done. You are sure you control this matter sufficiently to prevent any further trouble being made for Mr. Farrington, or any unnecessary publicity of this affair?"
"Yes," assented Ralph pointedly—"unless I ever find out that we have any just claim to the twenty thousand dollars in railroad bonds which once belonged to my father."
"I fancy that is a dead issue," said the lawyer with a dry smile. "Very well, there are your papers."
He handed Ralph an unsealed envelope. Ralph glanced inside.
Gasper Farrington had been forced to swallow a bitter dose of humiliation and defeat.
The inclosures were the Farwell Gibson forged note, and a deed of release which gave to Ralph's mother her homestead, free and clear.
