"Well, I did, and I was startled when I found out who this man was," went on Dick. "I suppose it's a sort of puzzle to you, Innis," the young millionaire added, while the auto salesman was making out some papers for Dick to sign. "Somewhat, yes," admitted Beeby, and then Dick and his other chum explained. "Well, I know one thing I didn't know before," said Paul, as they were ready to depart. "What's that?" "I know why this young Mr. Wardell was thinking of ending his life on the railroad track that day you saved him." "Why was he?" "Because he'd lost his fortune," went on Paul in a low voice. "Just think of it--a millionaire one week, and practically without a cent the next! I suppose that's the way it sometimes goes with rich men who make their living by speculation, but it's hard, just the same. And to know he couldn't pay for this fine car he'd ordered--no wonder he was tired of life." "And to think that some member of my family was responsible," added Dick. "It makes me mad! I hope he doesn't connect me with Uncle Ezra." "Do you suppose your uncle took advantage of him?" asked Innis. "I don't mean exactly that, either," he added hastily, thinking Dick might take the question as a reflection on his relative. "Oh, you can't fuss me--saying things about Uncle Ezra," laughed the young millionaire. "While I don't believe he would do anything that was unlawful--that is, as _he_ regards the law--I do think that he'd want every last cent that he could claim by any stretch of the statutes. He's a hard man, Uncle Ezra is, especially where money is concerned. I don't just know what sort of dealings he had with this Mr. Wardell, but he got his fortune, that's sure, and maybe by a trick, for all I know. "That's why I'm not at all anxious to have it known that I'm Mr. Larabee's nephew. I'm not at all proud of the connection, and I certainly would feel bad to have Mr. Wardell know it. Legally Uncle Ezra might be well within his rights, but morally I wouldn't be surprised if he was a good way outside of them. But let's forget all about such an unpleasant matter. I'll see when we can get this car, and try it." A talk with the agent brought out the fact that Dick could take the big auto at any time after the money had been paid down. It was not a part of the regular auto show, and the space it occupied could be utilized by other machines. "Very well then," said Dick. "I'll probably hear from my father in the morning. He'll likely send an order to his New York bankers to pay over the money, and then the machine will be mine." "And I congratulate you," said the agent. "It is a car to be proud of, and if you intend making a long trip it will be just what you want." "We'll go across the continent in her!" cried Dick. "Boys, are you with me?" "That's what!" exclaimed Paul and Innis.