You would just sit down and 'con-centrate,'" retorted Hippy Wingate.

"What do you make of all this, Brown Eyes ?" "More than I can very well express." "I wish you might have been willing for me to use on him some of the methods employed by the intelligence department of the army to make Boche prisoners talk.

He would talk, all right," said Hippy.
"This is not war," reminded Grace.
"No, but it is going to be," answered Hippy briefly.

"Well, what do you dope out ?" "I think that the man who was just here is a Thompson man.

Did you notice his expression when you mentioned Bat Spurgeon?
If ever there was murder in a man's eyes, there was in his." Hippy nodded.
"From what you overheard the night you were a captive of the mountaineers, you understood that the Spurgeons were going to start trouble with Jed Thompson, did you not ?" "Yes.