"What do you want?" demanded Nat. He did not like the looks of Rufus Cameron. The fellow's face was dissipated.
"You got my aunt to sign a certain document, didn't you?"
"What if I did?"
"I want to see that paper."
"If you do, you'll have to see my employer about it."
"You've got the paper right here. Why can't you show it to me?"
"Because I have no authority for so doing," answered our hero, firmly.
"Humph! It won't hurt you to let me look over the paper," growled Rufus Cameron.
"I have my orders."
"Did John Garwell tell you not to show me the paper?"