Got that ?" A low murmur went round.

The magnetism of the man was making itself felt.
He had that electric force which sways the multitude against all reason.
Single-handed, he gripped them with colossal assurance.

They shrank from the flame of his wrath like beaten dogs.
"And before we deal with him," he went on, "there's someone else to be reckoned with.

And that's Harley.

Does anyone know where Harley is ?" "What do you want with Harley ?" asked Benson, glad of this diversion.
"Oh, just to tell him what I think of him, and then--to kick him out!" With curt contempt Warden threw his answer.