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lars per week on my salary," and Dan Baxter's eyes beamed.
"Good!" cried Dick. "Stick to it, Dan, and some day you'll be a member of the firm."
"That is what I am working for. Going to stay here over night?"
"Yes."
"Good enough. We can talk things over. I was rather lonely not having a soul to talk to. And by the way, whom do you think was here some days ago?"
"Tad Sobber?" questioned Dick, quickly.
"Why—er—yes—he was here. But I wasn't thinking of him when I spoke."
"Who were you thinking of?" asked Tom.
"Old Josiah Crabtree. He is out of prison, you know, and he heard I was stopping here, and he came to see me."
