Lallapaloosa Limited
"Your man never paid a cent for his holdings. That alone would throw him out of court. The mine isn't worth a cent without the Amphalula vein. We're taking a big chance. You've got us down and we've got to pay; but we'll pay only ten thousand dollars—that's final."
"I ain't any more of a swindler than you be!" said Doc with plaintive indignation.
"What do you wish to do, Mr. Barrows?" asked Mr. Tutt, turning to him deferentially.
"I leave it entirely to you, Mr. Tutt. It's your stock; I gave it all to you months ago."
"Then," answered Mr. Tutt with fine scorn, "I shall tell this miserable cheating rogue and rascal either to pay you a hundred thousand dollars or go to hell."
Mr. Tobias Greenbaum clenched his fists and cast a black glance upon the group.
"You can wreck this corporation if you choose, you bunch of dirty blackmailers, but you'll get not a cent more than ten thousand. For the last time, will you take it or not?"
Mr. Tutt rose and pointed toward the door.
"Kindly remove yourself before I call the police," he said coldly. "I advise the firm of Scherer, Hunn, Greenbaum & Beck to retain criminal counsel. Your ten thousand may come in handy for that purpose."
Mr. Tobias Greenbaum went.
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