So they got up and left the car.
As they went out, Fowler glared at Merriwell’s back, hissing:
“Oh, I’d like to get even with you!”
Instantly the man behind lowered his paper, leaned forward, and said:
“I see you do not like Mr. Merriwell much. If you want to get even with him, I may be able to show you how to do it.”
With startled exclamations, both Harper and Fowler turned round. The man behind was looking at them over the edge of his paper.
“Who are you?” demanded Fowler.
“I think you know me,” said the man, lowering his paper.
Lawrence sat there!
In Denver Frank was accompanied to the bank by Mr. Hobson. It happened that Kent Carson, a well-known rancher whom Frank had met, was making a deposit at the bank.