“Krovac,” he said, “you don’t like this man Torrance, do you?”
“No,” said the other, “I don’t.”
“Neither do I,” said Bince. “I know his plans even better than you. This shop has short hours and good pay, but if we don’t get rid of him it will have the longest hours and lowest pay of any shop in the city.”
“Well?” questioned Krovac.
“I think,” said Bince, “that there ought to be some way to prevent this man doing any further harm here.”
He looked straight into Krovac’s eyes.
“There is,” muttered the latter.
“It would be worth something of course,” suggested Bince. “How much?” asked Krovac.
“Oh, I should think it ought to be worth a hundred dollars,” replied Bince.
Krovac thought for a moment.