"He had no really intimate friends. Nobody who cared about him particularly. Plenty of associates of course. There was Ernest Riever."
"I was going to ask you about him."
"You know him?"
"Only as a name."
"Son of Scott Riever the steel magnate. Scott Riever's one of the richest men in the country. Ernest is rich in his own right, too. He just fluffs around. Has a big place up in Westchester county where he raises peaches and so on. It's his hobby."
"What sort of man is he?"
"A queer Dick!" said Don deliberating. "A queer Dick! ... Hard to describe offhand."
"He has offered five thousand dollars reward for your capture," said Pen.
Don was electrified. "What!" he cried. "The devil you say! ... Riever has come out against me! ... By God, that's funny!"
"Does that make things clear to you?" Pen asked eagerly.