But, as soon as he perceived who it was, he roused himself, and glared fiercely at the intruder from under his bent brows.
"What do you want ?" he asked, in a gruff voice.
"I want to know what you've done with the rest of the notes--with the gold--and the papers you took away from my room!" rejoined Wild.
"Then you'll never know more than this," retorted Blueskin, with a grin of satisfaction;--"they're in a place of safety, where _you_'ll never find 'em, but where somebody else _will_, and that before long." "Hear me, Blueskin," said Jonathan, restraining his choler.

"If you'll tell me where to look for these things, and I _do_ find them, I'll set you free.

And you shall have a share of the gold for yourself." "I'll tell you what I'll do," rejoined the other.

"Set Captain Sheppard free, and when I hear he's safe,--not before,--I'll put the money and papers into your possession, and some other matters, too, that you know nothing about." "Impracticable dolt!" exclaimed Jonathan, furiously.

"Do you think I'd part with the sweetest morsel of revenge on those terms?
No! But I'll have the secret out of you by other means." So saying, he violently shut and locked the door.
About ten days after this interview, Blueskin, having been indicted by Wild for several robberies, and true bills found against him, was placed at the bar of the Old Bailey to be arraigned; when he declared that he would not plead to the indictment, unless the sum of five hundred pounds, taken from him by Jonathan Wild, was first restored to him.