"I deny it. The ranch is worth much more than six thousand dollars. Besides, the time has not yet come when you have the right to foreclose."
"There you are wrong, young man! As the interest has not been promptly paid, I can foreclose at any time."
"You will have to see my mother about that," said Bob, carefully concealing the fact that the receipt had been recovered.
"I thought you would change your tune," said Wolverton, judging from Bob's calmer tone that he was getting alarmed.
Bob smiled, for he felt that he had the advantage, and foresaw Wolverton's discomfiture when the receipt was shown him.
"I am not quite so excited as I was," he admitted. "When I saw you with the whip uplifted I was ready for anything."
"Give me back the whip!" said Wolverton, menacingly.
"Will you promise not to use it on Sam?"
"I'll promise nothing, you young whipper-snapper! What business have you to interfere between me and my nephew?"
"The right of ordinary humanity."