"I drew Barellan and I shall stick to anything I get out of it," Glen replied.
"You mean you will give me nothing out of the Sweep?"
"Not a farthing," snapped Glen.
"Then do you know what I shall do?"
"No."
"I shall scratch him."
"A nice sportsmanlike proceeding that would be," said Glen.
"I don't run my horse for your benefit, or the benefit of the public."
"So I always understood," answered Glen.
"Consider it over. If you do not make me a fair offer by Saturday I'll strike him out on Monday."