"Just what I say."
"What will the old gent say when he hears of it?"
"I don't care what he says. He'll hear of a good deal more before long."
"How about the robbery at the Widow Canby's?"
"That will be straightened out, too."
There was a knock on the door, and, opening it, I was confronted by one of the servants.
"Mr. Strong here, sir?" he asked.
"That's my name."
"A gentleman below to see you, sir. Gave his name as Mr. Harrison."
"Tell him I will be down in a minute," I said.