Hurry up! Get your things on. The cab's
waiting. Come! Rush! It may be important."
The cab, an electric vehicle, made good time, and they soon reached the
Pine Street offices, where they were ushered at once into the senior
partner's presence.
"Step into the other room," said Mr. Sylvester, "and wait there, please.
I'll join you shortly."
The room was the large one where the momentous conference between
Captain Elisha and the three lawyers had so recently taken place.
Caroline seated herself in one of the chairs. Stephen walked the floor.
"Hope he doesn't keep us waiting long," he fumed. "I thought of course
he was ready or he wouldn't have sent for us."
"Ready?" his sister looked at him, questioningly. "Ready for what?" she
repeated, with sudden suspicion. "Steve, do you know what Mr. Sylvester
wishes to see us about?"
Her brother colored and seemed a bit disconcerted. "How should I know?"
he muttered.
"Is it something new about the estate or that man who owns it? You do
know something! I can see it in your face. What is it?"
"Nothing. How should I know what it is?"
"But you do. I believe you do. Look at me! What does Mr. Sylvester want
of us?"
The boy hesitated; then whirled and faced her. "See here, Caro," he
said, "maybe I do know something--or I can guess.
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