He started up in his chair and looked around, as though he expected some one stood behind him.
Before he realized the trap that had been sprung on him Vance had seized and wrenched the cylinder of pressed dynamite from his hand.
“Now, Edgar Vyce, you’re my prisoner.”
He drew a small revolver from his pocket and covered the scoundrel.
Fifteen minutes later Edgar Vyce was in the hands of the Chicago police, and ultimately he was tried, convicted and sent to the prison at Joliet for a long term.
CHAPTER XV.
WHAT SID CARRINGTON AND HIS PARTNER THOUGHT OF THE CORN SITUATION.
That same afternoon Abe Palmer and Sid Carrington were closeted together in their private office on La Salle street.
Business on the Board of Trade was over for the day.
The former held a copy of an afternoon paper in his hand.