“Yes, sir, George, it’s a million and nothing less!” one of the strange men was saying. “A million, eh, Bart?”
“A million!” came from the other man. “A million, and all in cash, too! We want no bonds or stocks.”
“Stocks?” one of the mysterious men laughed harshly. “Stocks? Do you want me to become poor again? Cash! It’s cash we want, George!”
“What an easy time we can have on a million!” returned the other queer individual.
“If you would only listen to reason!” came from George Strong. “I do not know what has put this into your head. I haven’t a million dollars, or anything like it.”
“You have!” came from both.
“You are acting very foolishly, Bart. And so are you, Paul. That failure has turned your heads. If I——”
“I want that money, and I am going to have it!” roared the man called Bart. “Hand over the million or I will shoot you!”
And drawing a pistol, he pointed it straight at George Strong’s head.