"I mean that iron works affair of course, Viola. Can't you understand at all?"
"Oh—er—yes, of course. Let me see, you were trying to get control so you said."
"Exactly, and I've got it."
"Was not that the works in which Mr. Bartlett is interested?"
"The same."
"Did not he have the control?"
"Yes, but I have it now, and I am going to keep it," answered Amos Bangs, with evident satisfaction.
"Do you mean Jack Bartlett's father, dad?" questioned Bob, eagerly.
"I do."
"Have you got the best of him?"