"Don't you know that you have no right to the documents?"
"Oh, I don't want you to preach to me, Andy Felps. If you want the papers, say so. If not——-"
"If not, what?"
"Maybe I'll return them to the Barnaby folks. I understand Mr. Dodge offered a reward for them."
"What do you want for the papers?" asked Andrew Felps, cautiously.
"They ought to be worth several thousand dollars, but you can have them for one thousand dollars."
"Nonsense, Barrock! What would I do with the papers?"
"Destroy them."
"What, after giving you a thousand dollars for them?"
Lush Barrock nodded. "It's this way, Felps," he said. "If you get this contract out of the way I am sure you can make another contract—-for your own company. The Spur Road folks feel sore, and I know you can fix matters up with old Haley, who is a miser, and willing to do almost anything for money."