"It is strange we can't find Florence," said Orton Campbell to his father one morning some months after the young lady's departure. "Is there no clue?"
"The detective I have employed has failed to trace her."
"Has he no theory?"
"He suggests that she may have gone to Europe," said Mr. Campbell, "but I am not of that opinion."
"What do you think, then?"
"I suspect she has buried herself in some obscure country place under some assumed name, there to remain till she has attained1 her twenty-fifth year, when my guardianship2 ceases."
"When will that be?"
"Six months hence."
"It is very important, then, that we should find her before that time," said Orton Campbell, thoughtfully.
"That is true. After the time referred to my power ceases, and I shall be unable to assist you in your plans."
"Her fortune amounts to one hundred and fifty thousand dollars, does it not?"
"More than that. The interest has been accumulating till it amounts to nearer one hundred and seventy thousand dollars."
"That is a stake worth playing for," he said. "With what I have of my own, it would make me independently rich."
"Just so, Orton," said his father.
"And nothing stands in the way but the caprice of a foolish girl! I declare, father, it is too exasperating4. Suppose we try another detective? Your man can't be very sharp."
"I have no objection, Orton," said the merchant, "but as he would be employed in your interest, it is only fair that you should pay the expense incurred5."
"I don't see that," said the son. "She is your ward6, you know. It ought to come out of her property."
"The item may not be allowed. In that case I should be responsible," said John Campbell, cautiously.
"I'll tell you what I will do, father: if she is found and I marry her, I'll freely pay the whole expense."
"Suppose we find her, and she won't marry you: what then?" asked his father, keenly.
The son looked nonplussed7, but finally consented in that case to defray the expense out of his private means--that is, if it could not be taken out of the young lady's fortune.
The matter having been satisfactorily adjusted, they were discussing the choice of a detective when a clerk came to the door of the private counting-room in which father and son were seated and said, "There's a man outside wants to speak to you, Mr. Campbell."
"Who is he, Saunders?"
"I think it's Jones, who used to be in your employ as light porter."
"How does he look? Well-to-do?"
"He is decidedly shabby," answered Saunders.
"Come to ask help, probably," muttered the merchant. "I think I won't see him."
Saunders left the office, but presently returned.
"Well, has he gone?" asked the merchant.
"No; he says he wants to see you on business of importance."
"Of importance to himself, probably.--Shall I see him, Orton?"
"Yes, father. If he is humbugging us, we can send him off."
So permission was given, and almost immediately Saunders ushered9 into the room a short, broad-shouldered fellow, who looked very much like a professional tramp.
"Good-morning, Mr. Campbell," said he, deferentially10.
"No more I have, sir."
"Don't come near me. Really, your appearance is very disreputable."
"I can't help that, sir. I've just come from California in the steerage, and you can't keep very neat there."
"I believe you went to California to make your fortune, didn't you, Jones?" said Orton Campbell, with a cynical12 smile.
"Yes, Mr. Orton, I did."
"And you didn't make it, I infer from your appearance."
"You would have done better not to have left my employment, Jones," said the merchant. "You wanted higher pay, I believe, and as I wouldn't give it, you decided8 that you could better yourself at the mines."
"That is about so, sir."
"Well, and what luck did you have?"
"Good luck at first, sir. I made a thousand dollars at the mines in a few months."
"Indeed!" said Orton, in surprise.
"I came with it to San Francisco, and gambled it away in one night. Then I was on my beam-ends, as the sailors say."
"Did you go back?"
"No. I went to work in the city, and managed to get enough money to buy a steerage passage, and here I am."
"I suppose you have come to ask me to take you back into my employ? That, I take it, is your business with me."
"No, sir--not exactly."
"Then, what is it?" asked the merchant, looking a little puzzled. It crossed his mind that Jones might so far have forgotten his rule never to give away money for any purpose as to suppose there was a chance to effect a loan.
"I thought you and Mr. Orton might be willing to pay my expenses back to San Francisco," said Jones, coolly.
"Are you out of your head, Jones?" demanded Orton Campbell, amazed at the man's effrontery14.
"Not at all."
"If this is meant as a joke, Jones," said the merchant in a dignified15 tone, "it is a very poor--and, I may add, a very impudent--one. What possible claim have you on us, that you should expect such a favor?"
"No. What has my ward to do with your concerns?"
"Where?" asked John Campbell and his son simultaneously18.
"That information belongs to me," said Jones, quietly. "A detective doesn't work without pay."
The two Campbells now began to see the point. This man had information to sell, and would not give it up without what he considered suitable compensation. They determined19 to drive the best possible bargain with him. He was poor, and probably could be bought over for a small sum.
"Your information is worth something, Jones," said the merchant, guardedly. "I will go so far as to give you twenty-five dollars cash for it."
"That won't do," said Jones, shaking his head.
"Your information may be worth nothing," said Orton. "You may have seen her, but that doesn't show where she is now."
"I know where she is now," said Jones.
"Is she in California?"
"I don't mind telling you as much as that, Mr. Orton."
"Then we can find her without your assistance."
"I don't think you can. At any rate, it will take time, especially as, if you don't make a bargain with me, I shall write her that you are on her track."
Father and son looked at each other.
It was evident that Jones was no fool, and they would be obliged to submit to his terms or give up the search, which was not to be thought of.
"That you pay my expenses back to California and one thousand dollars," said Jones, promptly21. "If you or Mr. Orton will go with me, I will show you where she lives, and then you can take your own course."
This was finally agreed to, and Orton Campbell and the ex-porter sailed by the next steamer for San Francisco, where Florence Douglas, still boarding with Mrs. Armstrong, was waiting impatiently for news of Richard Dewey.
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