All right."
His mother noticed that some important business was on her son's mind,
and only told Bart to take care of himself.
Bart hurried towards the express office. At a street crossing he paused,
to let pass a close carriage that was driven along at a furious rate of
speed in the direction from which he had just come.
"Hello!" he forcibly ejaculated, as it flashed by him, the corner street
lamp irradiating its interior brightly--"there's queer company for you!"
The remark was warranted. The occupants of the vehicle were Colonel
Jeptha Harrington and Lem Wacker.
CHAPTER XXVII
LATE VISITORS
The little express office was dark and lonely-looking when Bart again
reached it.
Bart unlocked the office door, shot the inside bolt carefully after him,
lighted the lantern, placed it on the desk, and opened the safe.
As he selected the big brown envelope marked "Martin & Company," and
bearing the express company's shining green seals, his fingers tingled.
The immensity of the sum intrusted to his charge perturbed him a trifle.
Bart relocked the safe, stowed the envelope in an inner pocket, and
opened the drawer of a little stand leaning against the safe.
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