"You have been waiting a good while for this disaster to occur, but it has not yet taken place."
"It is inevitable."
"I grant that, Mr. Brassard, but why not close the deal to-day?"
"I'm quite willing; what do you propose?"
"I propose that you come into immediate possession of his business at your own price—seven hundred and fifty pounds. As you know so much about Mr. Bendale's affairs, you are doubtless aware that a certain amount of regrettable antagonism has arisen in his mind regarding you."
"It doesn't trouble me the snap of my fingers," said Brassard, suiting the action to the phrase.
"I understand that, but it matters greatly to his friends; so much so that they are willing to advance at once four thousand two hundred and fifty pounds. This amount will be handed over to you. You in turn will then pay to Mr. Bendale five thousand pounds for his business. Another proviso is that you will write to Mr. Bendale, telling him that he is victorious in this struggle; that you succumb and apologise, paying the price first demanded."
The eyes of Richard Brassard closed until they were mere slits, and he sat up in the chair where before he had been leaning back.
"An apology!" he cried. "I'll see him damned first!"
"Why not apologise, Mr. Brassard? It's a
