Thorpe did not wish to bring about an actual scene of violence.

He had attained his object, which was to fluster the other out of his judicial calm.
"I have Radway's power of attorney," he added.
Daly sat down, controlled himself with an effort, and growled out, "Why didn't you say so ?" "Now I would like to know your position," went on Thorpe.

"I am not here to make trouble, but as an associate of Mr.Radway, I have a right to understand the case.

Of course I have his side of the story," he suggested, as though convinced that a detailing of the other side might change his views.
Daly considered carefully, fixing his flint-blue eyes unswervingly on Thorpe's face.

Evidently his scrutiny advised him that the young man was a force to be reckoned with.
"It's like this," said he abruptly, "we contracted last fall with this man Radway to put in five million feet of our timber, delivered to the main drive at the mouth of the Cass Branch.