looking for you for over a year. I knew I should find you some time. I have found you now."
"What do you want?" stammered his crestfallen companion.
"Ten minutes' quiet conversation with you."
"About what?"
"You know. You were the tool Mr. Dorsett used to rob my mother of her fortune. He got what he was after. You overstepped yourself. You forged two names in your crooked dealings, as Mr. Beach, our lawyer at Greenville, has the proof."
"Boy," said Purnell, in a low, quick tone, "don't make a rumpus here. Come and see me to-morrow, and I will do the square thing by you."
"You'll do it now," declared Frank definitely, "or I will expose you to the people here, and wire Mr. Beach for instructions."
"At least let me go and make some excuse to my friends yonder," pleaded "the count."
"Go ahead," said Frank.
