"Now then," he asked, "what have you got to say for yourself?
What were you doing at that safe ?" The man glared in silence for an instant.

To Wink it seemed that the emotion exhibited on the robber's countenance was amazement rather than fear.
"Come on," urged Perry.

"What's the game ?" "Game!" choked the man, finding his voice at last.

"Game?
You--you young ruffians! You--" "Cut that out, or I'll hand you something," growled Wink.

"Answer politely." "Let me up!" "Nothing doing!" answered Perry.