Frank's keen eyes saw that the something was the stolen ring.
With a cry, he leaped forward, flinging Snell aside, and grasping the man.
"Give me that ring!"
A fierce exclamation of fury broke from the stranger's lips, and he swiftly thrust the ring into his pocket.
"Hands off, boy!" he hoarsely commanded. "Hands off, or you will get hurt!"
"I'll never take my hands off you till you give up that ring, you scoundrel!"
The man having encountered Frank before, well knew that the boy possessed remarkable strength, which would not make it an easy thing to shake him off.
"Let go!" he hissed.
"I will not!"
"Then take that!"