"What is it, Allan?" she cried again.
"Lucy, do you know where Stanley Ryder is?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered, and added quickly, "Oh! it's some bad news!"
"It is," said he. "He must be found at once."
She stared at him for a moment, hesitating; then, her anxiety
overcoming every other emotion, she said, "He is in the next room."
"Call him," said Montague.
Lucy ran to the door. "Come in. Quickly!" she called, and Ryder
appeared.
Montague saw that he was very pale; and there was nothing left of
his air of aristocratic serenity.
"Mr. Ryder," he began, "I have just come into possession of some
news which concerns you very closely. I felt that you ought to know.
There is to be a directors' meeting to-morrow morning, at which it
is to be decided that the bank which clears for the Gotham Trust
Company will discontinue to do it."
Ryder started as if he had been shot; his face turned grey. There
was no sound except a faint cry of fright from Lucy.
"My information is quite positive," continued Montague. "It has been
determined to wreck your institution!"
Ryder caught at a chair to support himself.
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