"I will when I please. In the meantime hand over that money."
"You talk like a fool!" he cried.
"Never mind. You'll find I won't act like one."
"What do you know about me?" he went on curiously, believing, no doubt, that he was perfectly safe from attack.
"I know more than you think. I know you are a burglar, and may be worse."
"I'll kill you!" he cried, rushing forward.
"Stand where you are!" I returned, pulling out the pistol. "Don't stir a step."
He did not see the weapon until he was fairly upon me. The glint of the nickeled steel made him shiver.
"Don't shoot!" he cried in sudden terror, that showed he was a coward at heart. "Don't—don't shoot."
"I won't if you do as I tell you."