Fred M. White, The Master Criminal — The “Morrison Raid” Indemnity (1898)
“ Then Gryde put about, and swung up the river again. By this time he had destroyed his last disguise. For the nonce he was Greenbaulm again. Several boating parties who lived in the vicinity recognised the capitalist.Gryde’s eyes were flashing like stars. He passed down the stairs and into the stuffy engine-room. The steam was particularly high in the gauge. Heedless of this fact, and heedless of the engineer’s instructions, he stirred the fire. The man’s nerve must have been of iron. ”
