Just then he started, for there was a faint cough on his left.
“Then he has come back,” he cried hastily; and going a few steps along the passage he tapped sharply, and entered Pradelle’s room.
Chapter Twenty Two.
The Punishment Begins.
Pradelle was seated in a low chair with his head resting on his hand. He looked up curiously at Harry as the young man hastily closed and locked the door.
“You’ve come at last, then,” said Pradelle sourly, as he winced from the pain he was in.
“Yes, I’ve come at last,” replied Harry. “Now, Pradelle, no nonsense! There has been enough of this. Where is the money?”
“Where’s what?”