"Not much to speculate on here," growled Ferris, as he pondered over the curt permission.
"Our client, Miss Alice Worthington, will receive you, on business, at No.

248 Central Park West, at 2 P.M.

to-day.

"BOARDMAN AND WARNER, "Executors, Hugh Worthington Estate." The signature seemed to be a fluttering banner of hostile hosts.
And yet, summoning all his trained calm, Arthur Ferris, with unmoved gravity, bowed as he was ushered into the drawing-room of the great New York pleader.

He knew the flag of no surrender was flying.