"Like that!" said he, and stamped on them.
Waldron nodded approval.
"Just like that," he echoed, "and then some!"
"Go, now!" Flint commanded, pointing at the door. "Inside an hour, I want some reports, and I want them to be satisfactory. If you and Supple can't get things open again, and start the troops and machine-guns before then, look out! That's all I've got to say. Now, go!"
CHAPTER XXXIII.
"NOW COMES THE HOUR SUPREME."
Hardly had the secret-service man taken his leave, slinking away like a whipped cur, yet with an ugly snarl that presaged evil, when Herzog appeared.
"Come here," said Flint, curtly, heated with his burst of passion.