Perhaps you are right, but that's no reason for you to treat me like this.

After all, you're my uncle--" "Silence!" said Suvaroff harshly, startled at the carrying power of the boy's voice.
Fred stepped nimbly across the line.
"You can't touch me now, by your own word!" he taunted.

"I'm in Germany, and your authority stops at the border! I say, I could forget everything except the way you've put me down here in the middle of the night, without a cent to my name or a friend I can call on! You needn't have done that.

I don't suppose you took my money--you don't need it--but you let your underlings take it." "I do not know that you ever had the money you say was taken from you," said Suvaroff, controlling himself.

"It is easy for you to make such a charge.