THE MAN WHO KNEW
few things, too, but I 've never made use of what 's come to me officially to get me pushed along. You 'll hear something in a day or two," he said mysteriously, "and in high life, too, in a manner of speaking—that is, if you can call old Minute high life, which I very much doubt."
"You don't say so!" said Mrs. Wiseman, appropriately amazed.
Her husband nodded his head.
"There 's trouble up there," he said. "From certain information I 've received, there has been a big row between young Mr. Merrill and the old man, and the C. I. D. people have been down about it. What 's more," he said, "I could tell a thing or two. I 've seen that boy look at the old man as though he 'd like to kill him. You would n't believe it, would you, but I know, and it did n't happen so long ago either. He was always snubbing him when young Merrill was down here acting as his secretary, and as good as called him a fool in front of my face when I served him with that
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