"Be quiet," he whispered.
Bob subsided, but it was with difficulty that he restrained himself from giving vent to his wrath. Both lads remained silent until the reading of the minutes had been completed.
"If there are no objections to the minutes of the last meeting, as just read, they will stand approved," announced the chairman. "There being no objection, they are ap——"
Steve Rush rose slowly to his feet in an impressive stillness. Every eye in the room was turned in his direction.
"I object to the adoption of the minutes as read," said the Iron Boy in a steady voice which, while not loud, carried to every part of the room.
Cavard's face darkened.
"On what ground?" he demanded sharply.
"On the ground that the last meeting was illegal—that it was no meeting at all. The last meeting was a secret meeting, attended only by those whom certain persons in this organization wished to have present——"
"You are wrong!" said the chairman. "The meeting was perfectly regular, as you and every other man here well knows. You are insinuating that the members of this union have acted dishonestly. You are casting a slur on every man here."
"Sit down!" yelled a chorus of voices.