“Very well then, I’ll put him under arrest. But what—Good Heavens, what grudge has he against you?”
“It’s not his grudge. It’s Brennan’s and McCallum’s. We had some trouble down river. They’re trying to even the score, that’s all.”
“In that case we’ll have them all placed under arrest.”
“No, not yet, Mr. Scott. For certain reasons of my own I do not wish anything done about this for the time being, anyway. And as for the police, until we find we can’t cope with the situation ourselves, we won’t call them.”
“Dick, I think you’re mad.”
“No, not mad,” Dick smiled. “I’m merely carrying out, or I should say Sandy, Toma and I are carrying out certain investigations.”
“For whom?”
“The mounted police.”
Factor breathed an expansive sigh.
“Well all I hope is that everything will come out all right. I’d hate to have any of you boys get hurt.”