"And we'll beat him."
"We got to."
"You and——"
"You," cried Mallinsbee, thrusting out a hand towards him across the table.
The two men gripped. Gordon had joined the conspirators.
CHAPTER X
GORDON MAKES HIS BID FOR FORTUNE
Gordon's new address was Buffalo Point, and, entering upon his duties, he felt like some Napoleon of finance about to embark upon a market-breaking scheme in which the brilliancy of his manipulations were to shine forth for the illumination of the pages of history, yet to be written.
That was how he felt. Those were the feelings of the moment. Later the burden of his responsibilities obscured the Napoleonic image, and raised up in his mind a thought as to the wisdom of butting one's head against a brick wall.