“Enough said,” returned the other.
And he lost no time in availing himself of the invitation.
They talked together on indifferent topics till Andy reached the lonely part of the road already referred to, when a sudden change came over his companion.
“Now to business!” he said, in a quick, stern voice. “Give me that money you have in your pocket, and be quick about it!”
Turning hastily, Andy confronted a pistol in the hands of his companion. It was held within six inches of his head, and might well have startled an older person than Andy.
CHAPTER XIX.
FOILING A HIGHWAYMAN.
Of course Andy was startled when he saw the pistol in close proximity to his head. I feel no hesitation in admitting that he felt far from comfortable. Some heroes are represented as startled by nothing, and afraid of nothing; but though Andy was unusually self-possessed for his years, he was not above the ordinary emotions of humanity.
Still, he did not lose his presence of mind utterly, nor was he willing to surrender at discretion, though it did occur to him that he was in an uncommonly tight place.
More for the sake of gaining time to think than because he really needed the information, he asked, with a calmness which he did not feel: