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"You," said Peter, looking at the man who had interfered with him.
"Wot do yer want with it?" he was asked.
"That's my business. What's your name?"
"John Tingley."
"Where do you live?"
"310 West 61st Street."
Peter obtained and wrote down the names and addresses of the trio. He
then went to the "office" of the company, which was now opened.
"Is this an incorporated company?" he asked of the man tilted back in a
chair.
"No," said the man, adding two chair legs to terra firma, and looking at
Peter suspiciously.
"Who owns it?" Peter queried.
"I'm the boss."
"That isn't what I asked."
"That's what I answered."
"And your name is?"
"James Coldman."
"Do you intend to answer my question?"
"Not till I know your business."
"I'm here to find out against whom to get warrants for a criminal
prosecution."
"For what?"
"The warrant will say."
The man squirmed in his chair. "Will you give me till to-morrow?"
"No. The warrant is to be issued to-day.


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