I believe
you are the parties who murdered a young man who has been missing for
some months, and I further believe he was made a victim in some such way
as you planned to make a victim of me; but, my dear rascals, I won't
have it."
The men began to assume menacing attitudes, while exchanging glances.
It was evident they were surprised, but a greater surprise was in store
for them as our hero exclaimed:
"The opening act is over. We will now bring on the tragedy."
Oscar stamped his foot, the door opened, and to the surprise of the men
a boyish-looking youth stepped in the room. Indeed they did stare, and
Oscar said:
"See, I anticipated your moves. Here is my second; this young man will
see that I have fair play."
Girard here spoke up and demanded:
"Who are you? How dare you enter my house uninvited and unannounced?"
The youth assumed a merry demeanor and said:
"I thought there was going to be some fun here and I dropped in; that's
all. I like a fight--a good square fight."
The men were evidently unmanned. There was something going on that they
evidently did not understand. They were very shrewd men--great schemers.
They believed they had played a good trick, but suddenly there came a
change in their belief. There had followed a succession of strange and
remarkable developments which they did not understand.
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