“A little,” said the other.
He paced restlessly up and down the room, his hands behind him and his chin upon his chest.
“Naturally I have not told her the worst, or how beastly unpleasant the man has been.”
He stopped and turned.
“Do you know he threatened to kill me?” he asked.
Kara smiled.
“I can tell you it was no laughing matter,” said the other, angrily, “I nearly took the little whippersnapper by the scruff of the neck and kicked him.”
Kara dropped his hand on the other's arm.
“I am not laughing at you,” he said; “I am laughing at the thought of Vassalaro threatening to kill anybody. He is the biggest coward in the world. What on earth induced him to take this drastic step?”
“He said he is being hard pushed for money,” said the other, moodily, “and it is possibly true. He was beside himself with anger and anxiety, otherwise I might have given the little blackguard the thrashing he deserved.”