Then he replied in one word.
"Revenge!" Folliot put his thumbs in the armholes of his buff waistcoat and leaning back, seemed to be admiring his roses.
"Ah!" he said at last.

"Revenge, now?
A sort of vindictive man, was he?
Wanted to get his knife into somebody, eh ?" "He wanted to get something of his own back from a man who'd done him," answered Glassdale, with a short laugh.

"That's about it!" For a minute or two both men smoked in silence.

Then Folliot--still regarding his roses--put a leading question.
"Give you any details ?" he asked.
"Enough," said Glassdale.

"Braden had been done--over a money transaction--by these men--one especially, as head and front of the affair--and it had cost him--more than anybody would think! Naturally, he wanted--if he ever got the chance--his revenge.