"Who are you, my friend?"
"Who am I?" retorted the other, laughing gutturally. "You know me well enough, you villain!"
"I think I have seen you somewhere," said Hugo, not daring to show the anger he felt at the hard name by which the other addressed him.
"You have seen me somewhere? Come, that's good. My name is Otto Schmidt, and I am one of your victims. You understand that, hey?"
"No. I can't say I do."
"Then I'll tell you. I came in here last week and bought some of your confounded packages. I was to make big wages by selling them, hey?"
"Certainly, I hope you did."
"You hope I did?" repeated Mr. Otto Schmidt fiercely. "Well, I tell you. I went round two days in Montclair, and how many packages you think I sell, hey?"
"About fifty," answered Hugo with a sickly smile.