Any friend of Mr.Mitchell's----" A young man came tearing across the street at a great rate.
"Mitchell!" he shouted.

"Mitchell! Look here!" He thrust a telegram into Mitchell's hand.

"Just reached me by A.D.T.from the Carlton.

Let me have some money, will you?
About three thousand.

Just got time to catch the next Pennsylvania train and make connections at Baltimore." Mitchell spread out the yellow slip and read it aloud.