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100 THE DUGDALE MILLIONS. man, with an oath. ‘‘But he must learn I am not tc be fooled with. I know he has got the head and I am willing to follow him, but that don’t make me his slave. He mustn’t treat meas such. If he has got his lesson we can go on with the business.”’ While Ransom realized that he had at last met one he had cause to stand in fear of, he also realized that it would never do to permit Bob, or anyone else in fact, to see such was the case, for his leadership among his companions -was yielded him quite as much by reason of the fear he excited as by reason of the recog- nition of his mental superiority. He therefore arose from his chair and walked toward the young man. He did not intend to be menacing in his manner, but he overacted his part. Bob sprang to his feet, pulled his knife and cried with a frightful oath: ‘Have I got to kill you before you know me?’’ Moore sprang between them, but Ransom put him aside and said sternly: ‘‘Bob, put up your toothpick. You're making a fool of yourself, Let us get to business.”’ It no doubt required a great deal of brute courage to pass within arm’s length of that murderous knife, held by an enraged man, but he did so without a quiver, and passed on to the table, at which he sat himself with his back to the young man, and took up a pencil. ‘‘Where does this man Mason live, Bob?’’ he asked calmly. The coolness and self-possession, as well as the indifference to his passion, displayed by Ransom, calmed Bob by surprising him and indeed secured his admiration. He was so long in replying that Ransom was compelled to repeat his question. **At No. East Twenty-eighth Street.’’ “What's his business place?’’ **No. Cliff Street, Hetlow, Altmount & Co. Comicbooks.€© 3