CHAPTER XXVII.
THE LABELS.
The work at Coventry Forge was now so well organized that Philip could easily give the most of his time to Joseph's vindication. He had secured the services of an excellent country lawyer, but he also relied much upon the assistance of two persons,—his sister Madeline and Elwood Withers: Madeline, from her rapid, clear insight, her shrewd interpretation of circumstances; and Elwood as an active, untiring practical agent.
The latter, according to agreement, had ridden up from his section of the railway, and was awaiting Philip when he returned home.
Philip gave them the history of the day,—this time frankly, with all the signs and indications which he had so carefully kept from Joseph's knowledge. Both looked aghast; and Elwood bent an ivory paper-cutter so suddenly in his hands that it snapped in twain. He colored like a girl.
"It serves me right," he said. "Whenever my hands are idle, Satan finds mischief for 'em,—as the spelling-book says. But just so the people bend and twist Joseph Asten's character, and just so unexpectedly Ms life may snap in their hands!"
"May the omen be averted!" Madeline cried. "Put down the pieces, Mr. Withers! You frighten me."
"No, it is reversed!" said Philip. "Just so Joseph's
