He finally decided on the latter course, at least until he could have time to sound his captor, and, relaxing in his corner, he promptly proceeded to that end.
"I suppose you know what you're doing?" he remarked suddenly.
"I generally do," the unknown drawled.
"Really?" murmured Lawrence. "Then you must realize that you're running a considerable risk, taking the law into your own hands this way."
The other chuckled. "Law!" he exclaimed. "You're a great one to talk about the law, when you're——"
He broke off abruptly, much to Barry's disappointment, and the latter retorted swiftly:
"Nabbed, am I? Will you be good enough to tell me what crime I am charged with?"
"Ha! ha! That's good. As if you didn't know without any telling! You'll find out soon enough, my friend."
"You think so?" Barry retorted sharply. "I hope you're taking me to a station house or before a magistrate, where this matter can be straightened out at once."
"You want——" the man began incredulously, then paused.