"You shall not escape me in that way," he said.
"Hold on there," cried the volunteer.
"Oh, I'm not afraid of you," cried Jack.
"I'm Nappa Bill," said the man, "and if I can't make you squeal, I want to go home."
"Listen to me," said Harkaway. "This fellow is a notorious murderer, and is wanted in New York."
"New York be darned!" said Nappa Bill. "If he has killed his man, there are lots of us in this room who has done the same thing, and his money is as good to me as any other chap's. Let him go, and then you an' me's got to talk."
Seeing that it would be useless to attempt to arrest his lordship after the turn affairs had taken, Jack relinquished his idea.
"Gentlemen, I will leave you to amuse yourselves," exclaimed Maltravers.
Jack was furiously indignant, and burned with rage as he saw his enemy make for the door.
"Stop!" he cried.