Attention! Silence in the ranks! Here we are at the Hotel De Las
Rosas."
Having dined his guests, Farrel excused himself, strolled over to the
railroad station and arranged with the agent for cattle cars to be
spotted in on the siding close to town three days later. From the
station he repaired to the office of his father's old attorney, where
he was closeted some fifteen minutes, after which he returned to his
guests, awaiting his return on the wide hotel veranda.
"Have you completed your business?" Parker inquired.
"Yes, sir, I have. I have also completed some of yours. Coming away
from the office of my attorney, I noticed the office of your attorney
right across the hall, so I dropped in and accepted service of the
complaint in action for the foreclosure of your confounded old
mortgage. This time your suit is going to stick! Furthermore, as I
jogged down Main Street, I met Judge Morton, of the Superior Court, and
made him promise that if the suit should be filed this afternoon he
would take it up on his calendar to-morrow morning and render a
judgment in your favor."
"By George," Parker declared, apparently puzzled, "one gathers the
impression that you relish parting with your patrimony when you
actually speed the date of departure."
Mrs. Parker took Don Mike by the lapel of his coat. "You have a
secret," she charged.
He shook his head.
"You have," Kay challenged.
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