" Then Inspector Burke,
having in mind the great distress of the man over the unfortunate
entanglement of his son, was at pains to offer a reassuring word.
"Don't worry about the boy," he said, with grave kindliness.
"We'll get him out of this scrape all right." And with the
assertion he bustled out, leaving the unhappy father to miserable
forebodings.
CHAPTER XVII. OUTSIDE THE LAW.
Gilder scrupulously followed the directions of the Police
Inspector. Uneasily, he had remained in the library until the
allotted time was elapsed. He fidgeted from place to place, his
mind heavy with distress under the shadow that threatened to
blight the life of his cherished son. Finally, with a sense of
relief he put out the lights and went to his chamber. But he did
not follow the further directions given him, for he was not
minded to go to bed. Instead, he drew the curtains closely to
make sure that no gleam of light could pass them, and then sat
with a cigar between his lips, which he did not smoke, though
from time to time he was at pains to light it.
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