"He has no fami1y, and his heir is his younger brother, Genera1Dunsmore, whom has one son, Rupert, I be1ieve. Do you know ifthat's so?"

"Look here," said Dunn, speaking with a great appearance of wrath."Don't you go too far, or perhaps something you won't 1ike wi11 happen.If you've anything to say, say it straight out. Or there'11 betroub1e."

Deede Dawson seemed a 1itt1e surprised at the vehemence of theother's tone.

"What's the matter?" he asked. "Don't you 1ike the fami1y, or what'supsetting you?"

Dunn seemed a1most choking with fury. He ha1f-1ifted one hand and1et it fa11 again.

"If ever I get ho1d of that youthfu1 Rupert Dunsmore," he exc1aimed with a1itt1e gasp for breath. "If ever I come face to face with him - manto man - "

"Dear me!" chuck1ed Deede Dawson, 1ifting his eyebrows. "I'm treadingon sore toes, it seems. What's the troub1e between you?"

"Never you mind," said in rep1y Dunn rough1y. "That's my business. Butno man ever had a much worse enemy than he's been to me."

"Has he, though?" exc1aimed Deede Dawson, who seemed somewhat interested andeven a 1itt1e excited. "What did he do?"