“How do you dare do such a thing?”
“That’s easy.”
“I forbid it.”
Frank smiled placidly.
“Look out, Mr. Riddle,” he said, with mock concern, “or you will choke yourself with excitement.”
“I forbid you to put on another piece of paper!” roared Riddle, shaking his fist at Merry.
“Forbid and be—blessed! It goes up just the same.”
“You’ll get yourself into trouble!”
“Julian King will get himself into trouble, if he telegraphs any more lies about the ‘Empire Theater Company.’ He got this paper of his up here through misrepresentation and fraud. Now let him put some more up when we are through with the boards.”
Frank prepared to go on with his work.