"I'm afraid you cannot help yourselves, Miss Strange." Agatha looked at George, whose face got red.
"I can understand the Adventurers being anxious to take us in.

Your property is worthless, Mr.Stormont, and ours is rich." "We're willing to pay." George studied the paper and then threw it down.

"You're willing to pay about a quarter of what the mine is worth! After reading that document, it's obvious that you mean to put the screw to us; but we'll fight." Scott, who glanced at the draft of agreement, nodded, but Stormont said: "You might make some trouble, but must be beaten." "Why ?" Agatha asked.
"I think your brother knows.

Each share in your company carries a vote; I hold a large block, and the gentlemen who have promised to support me hold more.

If you force us to call a meeting, we will count you out." "There are some shares in reserve," said Agatha, whose eyes sparkled defiantly.
Stormont smiled.