ones who have tried to frighten me away from a case."
"But they must be right in Bayport, to deliver a note like this."
"I've suspected all along that their headquarters were here. Don't worry, Laura. I'm not afraid of them."
"But I do worry. They're desperate men. They'll stop at nothing."
Fenton Hardy laughed.
"It isn't the first time I've been threatened. It's only a bluff. I'll stay right on the case—although so far I haven't been able to make much progress on it.
"But this matter of the note is adding insult to injury, don't you think? First of all they send one of their men around here to fool us to the extent of eight hundred dollars with their counterfeit money, and now they try to frighten me away from handling the case any further."
Fenton Hardy looked at the note again, them replaced it carefully in the envelope.
"You didn't see any one on the street after the doorbell rang?" he asked.
"Oh, there were three or four people walking by, but I didn't notice any of them particularly. They all seemed quite average people. None of them looked at all suspicious."
