They were slowly coming to realize the bent of this man's
mind during its savage development in prison. He had slaved to a
purpose. The same thought grew in the mind of each observer: what
chance would Robert Grand have in the naked hands of his enemy?
Joey was the first to broach the subject.
"Brad," he said soothingly, "you want to think twice before you do
anything desperate."
Braddock gave an ugly laugh as he jabbed a fork into a piece of meat.
"Joey," he said, "I've already thought ten thousand times."
"What do you intend to do?" asked David.
"I'm going to get square with Bob Grand," said he very quietly. "I'm
not going to be rash about it. I'm going to take my time and be
_sure_."
"We'll have to do something to prevent--" began David.
"You can't do anything. I'm not saying what I'm going to do to him, so
don't get fidgety."
"You intend to kill him!"
"He sent me up, didn't he? Without cause, too. He swore me into the
pen. Said I tried to kill him. I never tried it. He owed me money. I
asked him for it." He suddenly sprang to his feet. "By Jove, I try not
to think that _she_ had anything to do with it.
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