Just
before I came to Rossville, I obtained a clue which I have since
industriously followed up.
"Last night I received a letter from my agent, stating that he
had found the man--that he was in a sad state of destitution, and
that he was ready to give his evidence."
"Is the lawyer still living?" inquired Frank.
"He is."
"What a villain he must be."
"I am afraid he is, Frank."
"Does he still live in Boston?"
"No. After he made sure of his ill-gotten gains, he removed into
the country, where he built him a fine house. He has been able to
live a life of leisure; but I doubt if he has been as happy as he
would have been had he never deviated from the path of
rectitude."
"Have you seen him lately?" asked Frank.
"I have seen him many times within the last few months," said the
young man, in a significant tone.
Frank jumped to his feet in surprise. "You don't mean----" he
said, as a sudden suspicion of the truth dawned upon his mind.
"Yes," said Mr. Morton deliberately, "I do mean that the lawyer
who defrauded my father lives in this village.
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