"Nothing," said the Tennessee Shad, sitting down.
"But the profits?"
"The profits," said the Tennessee Shad, pointing sarcastically to the bag, "are in there."
"Do you mean to say——" began Dink and stopped.
"I mean to say that the Third Triumvirate Manufacturing Company is insolvent, bankrupt, busted, up the spout."
"But then, who's got the coin?"
"Doc Macnooder," said the Tennessee Shad, "and it's all legal."
"Legal?"
"All legal. It's this way. Our profits depended upon the price we paid for alarm clocks. See? Well, when Doc Macnooder, as president of the Third Triumvirate Manufacturing Company looked around for clocks, he found that Doc Macnooder, as president of the Eureka Purchasing Company, had cornered the market and could dictate the price."
"So that?" said Stover indignantly.