CHAPTER XX
A BAD BUSINESS
Frank came down to the office the next morning looking haggard and troubled. Stet was hanging around the door.
"Darry Haven told me to wait till you came down, and then let him know," said the little fellow.
"All right," nodded Frank in a dull way.
Stet darted off with his usual elfish nimbleness. Frank unlocked the door and sat down before his desk rather gloomily. He mechanically arranged some papers. Darry was with him before he had accomplished much. Stet accompanied him.
"Well, Frank," questioned Darry, "any word of Markham?"
"Not a trace, Darry."
"Strange, isn't it?" observed Darry in a musing way. "I declare I can't understand it."
"Nor I," said Frank. "It's him I'm thinking of, not of myself. I haven't slept a wink all night.
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