"What do you mean, Mr. Hume?" Leland asked gravely.
"I want to know where you stand. Conway's strong for pulling out, eh?"
"I told you all that he wrote me."
"What have you done about it?"
"Nothing."
"You're going to buy him out?"
"No."
"Damn it!" cried Hume irritably. "Don't make me pump at you like a dry well! You know what I'm driving at. If Shandon goes clear where are you and I coming out?"
"Mr. Hume," returned the old man heavily, "I'm glad you came, for I was coming to you. Shandon is going clear. I've talked with his lawyer, I've talked with Kinsell—"
"What's Kinsell got to do with it?"