"With whom am I to talk, James, the groom, or Warburton, the gentleman?" "You are to talk with the man whose sister you are to marry." I became curious, naturally. "No police affair?" "No, it's not the police. I can very well go to a lawyer, but I desire absolute secrecy. Let us go up to your rooms at once." I led the way. I was beginning to desire to know what all this meant. "Has anybody recognized you?" I asked, unlocking the door to my apartment. "No; and I shouldn't care a hang if they had." "Oho!" Warburton flung himself into a chair and lighted a cigar. He puffed it rapidly, while I got together my shaving and toilet sets. "Start her up," said I. "Chuck, when my father died he left nearly a quarter of a million in five per cents; that is to say, Jack, Nancy and I were given a yearly income of about forty-five hundred. Nancy's portion and mine are still in bonds which do not mature till 1900. Jack has made several bad investments, and about half of his is gone; but his wife has plenty, so his losses do not trouble him. Now, I have been rather frugal during the past seven years. I have lived entirely upon my Army pay. I must have something like twenty-five thousand lying in the bank in New York. On Monday, between three and four o'clock, Colonel Annesley will become practically a beggar, a pauper." "What?" My shaving-mug slipped from my hand and crashed to the floor, where it lay in a hundred pieces. "Yes. He and his daughter will not have a roof of their own: all gone, every stick and stone. Don't ask me any questions; only do as I ask of you." He took out his check-book and filled out two blanks. These he handed to me. "The large one I want you to place in the Union bank, to the credit of Colonel Annesley." I looked at the check. "Twenty thousand dollars?" I gasped. "The Union bank has this day discounted the colonel's note. It falls due on Monday. In order to meet it, he will have to sell what is left of the Virginian estate and his fine horses. The interest will be inconsiderable." "What--" I began, but he interrupted me. "I shall not answer a single question. The check for three thousand is for the purchase of the horses, which will be put on sale Saturday morning. They are easily worth this amount. Through whatever agency you please, buy these horses for me, but not in my name. As for the note, cash my check first and present the currency for the note. No one will know anything about it then. You can not trace money." "Good Lord, Bob, you are crazy! You are giving away a fortune," I remonstrated. "It is my own, and my capital remains untouched." "Have you told her that you love her? Does she know who you are?" I was very much excited.