THE MYSTERY OF POST THREE
"OH, no, your name isn't Tip Branders!" mocked Hal Overton.
"That's what I said," retorted the young man at bay.
"Then how do you know who we are?"
"I don't know who ye are, and what's more, I don't care," retorted the other.
"Tip, I guess you've forgotten to write home lately," broke in Noll. "What would you say if you should hear that your uncle in Australia had died and left your mother more than two million dollars?"
The young man's eyes opened very wide indeed. He gasped, and then his eyes flashed eagerly.
"Has the old lady all that money?" he demanded. "Noll Terry, what else do you know about it?"
The young man came briskly forward now, all trembling with eagerness.
"I don't know anything at all about it," retorted Noll coolly, "and I don't believe it either."