You know him well
as Squire Haynes."
"I can hardly believe it," said Frank, unable to conceal his
astonishment. "Do you think he knows who you are?"
"I think he has noticed my resemblance to my father. If I had not
assumed a different name he would have been sure to detect me.
This would have interfered with my plans, as he undoubtedly knew
the whereabouts of his old clerk, and would have arranged to
remove him, so as to delay his discovery, perhaps indefinitely.
Here is the letter I received last night. I will read it to you."
The letter ran as follows:
"I have at length discovered the man of whom I have so long been
in search. I found him in Detroit. He had recently removed
thither from St. Louis. He is very poor, and, when I found him,
was laid up with typhoid fever in a mean lodging-house. I removed
him to more comfortable quarters, supplied him with relishing
food and good medical assistance. Otherwise I think he would have
died. The result is, that he feels deeply grateful to me for
having probably saved his life.
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