“Answer me!”
“I’m going to have the thing settled by law, sir.”
“And how soon?” he sneered.
“As soon as possible. I’ll go and see Squire Slocum to-morrow.”
I had hardly uttered the words when Mr. Norton grasped me by the collar and jammed me up against the wall.
“You’ll do nothing of the kind!” he foamed. “I won’t have the money squandered in court!”
“Let go of me!” I cried.
“No, I won’t; until you promise to behave and do as I say!”
“I—I—won’t promise.”
Mr. Norton’s grasp was a tight one, and I was in danger of choking. I tried to break away, but he held me fast.