It was the young lady of the subtle perfume and the note.
In a moment she was gone.
He was not far from the bank, and giving the young woman no more
thought, for he was sure he would see her again, for she seemed to be
mixed up in his fortunes in some manner, he made his way to the
financial institution and asked for the president.
"You will find Mr. Norcross in his private office at the end of the
corridor," said the clerk.
At the door of the office Ted found a colored messenger, who stopped him
and asked his business.
"Is Mr. Norcross in his office?" asked Ted.
"Yes, sah, but he is busy," answered the messenger.
"Well, take my card in to him, and tell him I would like to see him
when he is at leisure."
The negro went away, and in a few moments returned to say that Mr.
Norcross would be glad to see Mr. Strong presently.
While Ted waited he stood looking out of the window into the street. The
door behind him opened, and he turned.
Walking rapidly down the corridor was the man with the pointed beard,
whom he had seen in the Union Station in St.
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