“I agree with you on that point, Polk. The man who tries to do wrong is bound to come to grief sooner or later.”
“Have you seen the Bartletts?”
“Yes.”
“Then you know why I am here.”
“I do.”
“I am glad of it, for it will make it easier for me to speak of what is in my mind. I suppose you have read the letters that were taken from me.”
“I have.”
“We were going to get old Bartlett to sell out for a song—if we could. I was to prove to him that the Importing Company was about to go bankrupt.”
“I have suspected that for some time.”
“The Importing Company is in first-class condition and making money,” went on Nuggy, quickly, as if afraid to keep back the information for fear of not being able to free his mind later.