Do you want to rob me, because you failed in that ?" Agnew grew white.
"What are you talking about ?" he gasped.

"Tried to kill you?
What nonsense is that?
I don't know what you mean." However, there was a certain tell-tale shrinking in his manner which Badger could not fail to notice.

It convinced the Westerner that Merriwell was on the right track, and his anger burned into deep rage.
"I can see from your manner that you did.

Agnew, you've got the heart of a wolf! That's whatever!" Agnew was truly playing a game, but it was not a card-game.

He had learned to hate Badger.