He read the menace in it too.

But what could he answer?
"I had the money from Whitmore," he repeated doggedly.
"When ?" "That I'll leave you to find out." He laughed a short laugh, between rage and derision.

"Gad! you've a fair stock of impudence among you! First you assault me, half kill me, and tie me up here without a penn'orth of reason given: and now you're inviting me to walk into another trap-for all I can learn, merely because it amuses you.

It won't do, my fine Justice-fellow; and that you'll discover." "The question is important, nevertheless.

I may tell you that at one time or another these coins were in the possession of the Jew Rodriguez, who was found murdered in Southside Street, Plymouth, yesterday morning.