“Oh, that’s what you mean, is it?”
“Yes. No one need know that you have part of the money. It will be thought that I have made off with all of it.”
“Then you think I am a thief, like yourself?” exclaimed Andy, indignantly. “You are very much mistaken. Even if this money were in the house, I wouldn’t take a cent of it.”
“Oh, you’re mighty honest! And I’m a thief, am I?” sneered Hogan, surveying our hero with an ugly look.
“You’ll repent your impudence,” said Hogan, with a vindictive scowl.
As he spoke, he enlarged the hole in the pane, and, putting in his hand, attempted, by thrusting it upward, to unlock the fastening.
Had he succeeded in doing this, he could have raised the window easily, and, once in the chamber, our young hero would have been no match for him.
Andy realized this, and saw that he must act instantly.
He brought down the butt end of the musket on the intruding hand with all his strength, the result being a howl of pain from the burglar.