"I would not do you harm willingly; I want no man's blood on my head; but my pistols, let me assure you, are much more readily come at than my purse.

Tempt me not to use them--stand from the way." "It may not be," replied the robber, with a composure and coolness that underwent no change; "your threats affect me not.

I have not taken my place here without a perfect knowledge of all its dangers and consequences.

You had better come peaceably to terms; for, were it even the case that you could escape _me_, you have only to cast your eye up the path before you, to be assured of the utter impossibility of escaping those who aid me.

The same glance will also show you the tollgate, which you could not see before.