I've seen him with Studd Bradley." "The Great North Trust Company boss ?" "On it, my boy, on it--the other day as thick as thieves.

Studd Bradley doesn't knit up with an outsider from the old country unless there's reason for it--good gold-currency reasons." "A land deal, eh ?" ventured Sibley.

"What did I say--speculation, that's his vice, same as mine! P'r'aps that's what ruined him.

Cards, speculation, what's the difference?
And he's got a quiet look, same as me." Deely laughed loudly.

"And bursts out same as you! Quiet one hour like a mill-pond or a well, and then--swhish, he's blazin'! He's a volcano in harness, that spalpeen." "He's a volcano that doesn't erupt when there's danger," responded Sibley.