Show me what you've got, Whitey ?" "Show you!" echoed Whitey Mack passionately.

"Sure, I'll show you! That's what I'm going to do--show you.

I'll show you the Gray Seal! I ain't handing you any tips.

I'VE FOUND OUT WHO THE GRAY SEAL IS!" There was a tense silence.

It seemed to Jimmie Dale as though cold fingers were clutching at his heart, stifling its beat--then the blood came bursting to his forehead.