Had he been in possession of his daughter's secret, all would have been plain before him.

Not for an instant would he have hesitated about keeping faith with a man who could so deceive him.
"I must see Mr.Fenwick again," he said, in his perplexity, after leaving the office of Mr.Brainard.
"Forty thousand dollars is a large sum to invest; and I shall have to sell some of my best property to raise it property yearly increasing in value.

Twenty thousand I could have managed by parting with stocks.

What folly in Brainard! I'm sadly out with him.

Yes, I must see Mr.Fenwick immediately." In the next train that left for New York, Mr.Markland was a passenger.