CHAPTER VII
FINAL EXAMINATIONS
“Davenport demanded fifty thousand dollars!” ejaculated Randy.
“He certainly doesn’t want much, does he?” was Fred’s comment.
“Of course my dad didn’t let him have a cent!” came quickly from Jack.
“I knew you boys would be surprised,” said Sam Rover, with something of a grim smile crossing his face. “No, he didn’t give Davenport anything but a piece of his mind and told the fellow if he didn’t clear out at once he’d have him placed under arrest.”
“Dad should have had him held, Uncle Sam.”
“That’s what I said, and so did your Uncle Tom. But your father reasoned that he had had enough trouble with Davenport, and the fellow had had trouble too—losing his money in those oil wells that went dry.”
“Yes, but the rascal is a thief and worse!” burst out Fred. “Why, he even tried to rob his partners!”
“Did dad have any idea Davenport was coming up here?” questioned the young major.