said it Avas A r, without a flaw. Run around
and tell my brokers all to stand in and take every
share offered, and I pity the shorts. Don't sell
Avhat 3'OU haven't got, boys; take a fool's advice."
Turning to his private secretary he continued:
' Get around and tell the boys not to be excited,
not to sell their stock; that there is nothing wrong,
and I say so. Stand by the stock. My title can't
be questioned; it's the biggest buy on the whole
The tAVO men started like winged Mercuries to
carry reassurance to the broken lines of Banatyne's
forces. They almost ran over a messenger boy
Avho Avas progressing, as usual, at a snail's pace in
"Roy Banatyne?" asked the boy slowly, ad¬
dressing himself to the mine promoter Avhen he had
finally reached the office and opened the door.
" That's me. What is it ?" asked Banatyne,
snatching the message from the boy so hurriedly
that the youngster thought a Kansas cyclone had
struck him endways. He tore open the envelope
"Roy Banatyne: English syndicate in their investigation
' Last Hope ' have discovered your titl from Lutner a forgery.
Two miners, Sam Williams and Barn y Ryan, hold possession
for real owner, they say, and refuse me admission to mine.
As Banatyne was reading Dougald had hurried
into the office, pale as death. His secretary had re¬
turned so excited he could scarcely speak.
" Great Scott!" exclaimed Banatyne. "If this