Again Alexander Slocum’s face grew pale.
“Nellie Ardell has no doubt urged you to attack me,” he growled. “I must see her. Why didn’t she come with you?”
“She is busy.”
“I will explain matters to her in detail. Really, the claim is not worth anything, but I wish to avoid trouble, and—”
“You might as well stop, Mr. Slocum, for it’s too late to say that now. I am positive our claims are of great value. Since you won’t do the right thing, I shall advise my father to bring action in court to compel you to come to terms.”
While speaking, Jerry had walked to the door, and now placed his hand on the knob.
“Stop! stop!”
“No, I have had enough for the present.”
“You villain!”
Slocum ran toward Jerry, who opened the door to step out, but found the way blockaded by Casey, his book-keeper.