"That's so, I forgot. But see here, a thousand dollars! Why, I've already paid you that."
"So you have. Now I want another thousand and then we'll cry quits."
Mr. Aaron Woodward grew white with rage. "I never heard of such an outrageous demand," he cried. "I'll never pay it."
"Oh, yes, you will," rejoined the other, coolly. "Aaron Woodward never yet acted rashly."
"Suppose I refuse to pay?"
"Better not; I'm a bad man when I am aroused."
"I don't fear you. You can do nothing to me."
"Oh, yes, I can. I can tell ugly stories about Mr. Aaron Woodward; stories concerning his doings when he was collector for Holland & Mack."
"And who would believe you?" sneered the merchant. "You, a common tramp&—"
"Tramp, am I&—" interrupted John Stumpy, with a scowl. "If I am, who made me so?"