The Truth at Last
by Judge Clark
“Here, Bryson,” said Mr. Roscoe to one of his clerks, handing him a roll of greenbacks, “go down to the bank and pay our acceptance in favor of Tare & Trett; and mind,”—glancing at his watch— “you’ve no time to lose.”
George Bryson took the money, threw on his overcoat, and was off like a shot.
He had scarcely turned the corner, when a sudden grasp on his arm brought him to a halt. Wheeling around quickly—a man with a lot of money in his pocket is excusable for being a little nervous in these days of daylight robberies—he was glad to find his interceptor was only his fellow-clerk Ellis Ward.
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