He would never fight in the open.

He knows his chances, and the country, and just where to turn, and just how far to go--and where to hide, if he has to!" "That's true enough, I suppose.

But oh, if I only had him in New York, I'd fight him to a finish, and never edge away from him and keep on the run this way!" "Of course; but, as you say, is it worth while?
After all, he's only an accident in the whole affair now, though a disagreeable one.

And, what's more, Pobloff will never follow us out of Europe.

This is his stamping ground.