He looked in the boy's resolute face, and he saw he was in earnest.
"Put down that weapon, you whipper-snapper!" "Not much!" answered Joe.
"I've a great mind to kill you!" "I've no doubt of it," said our hero; "but you'd better not attack me.

I am armed, and I will fire if you make it necessary.

Now, turn round and leave us." "Will you promise not to shoot ?" "Yes, if you go off quietly." The order was obeyed, but not very willingly.
When the highwayman had moved off, Joe said: "Now, sir, we'd better be moving, and pretty quickly, or the fellow may return, with some of his friends, and overpower us.

Where are you stopping ?" "At the Waverly House." "That is near-by.

We will go there at once." They soon reached the hotel, a large wooden building on the north side of Pacific Street.
Joe was about to bid his acquaintance good night but the latter detained him.
"Come in, my boy," he said.