Do you suppose they are going to let it go down?"
"I talked it over with Rodney," the other replied. "He says Waterman
was quite explicit in his promises to see Prentice through. And
there's one thing you can say about old Dan--for all his villainies,
he never breaks his word. So I imagine he'll save it."
"But then, why give out this report?" exclaimed the lawyer.
"Don't you see?" said Bates. "He wants a chance to save it."
Montague's jaw fell. "Oh!" he said.
"It's as plain as the nose on your face," said Bates. "That story
will come out to-morrow morning, and everybody will say it was the
blunder of a newspaper reporter; and then Waterman will come forward
and do the rescue act. It'll be just like a play."
"It's taking a long chance," said Montague, and added, "I had
thought of telling Prentice, who's an intimate friend of mine; but I
don't suppose it will do him any good."
"Poor old Prentice can't help himself," was the reply. "All you can
do is to make him lose a night's sleep."
Montague went out, with a new set of problems to ponder.
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