“I’ll have the law on you, if I ever get out of here!” the old man said spiritedly. “You’re keepin’ me against my will.”
“You’ll stay here, Jasko, until you come to your senses. We need that land, and we mean to have it. Understand?”
“You won’t get me to sign, not if you keep me here all night,” Mr. Jasko muttered. “Not if you keep me a year!”
“You may change your mind after you learn what we can do,” said Harvey Maxwell suavely.
“You aim to starve me, I reckon.”
“Oh, no, nothing so crude as that, my dear fellow. In fact, we shall treat you most kindly. Doctor Corbin will be here presently to examine you.”
“Doctor Corbin! That old quack from Morgantown! What are you bringing him here for?”
Harvey Maxwell smiled and tapped his head significantly.
“To give you a mental examination. You are known to the good people of Pine Top as a very peculiar fellow, so I doubt if anyone will question Doctor Corbin’s verdict.”
“You mean, you’re aimin’ to have me adjudged insane?” Peter Jasko asked incredulously.