"Thank you; I have supped already."
"All the same you must come in, for I don't propose to lose sight of you. Hand over that watch, please."
"Why do you want it?" asked Dean apprehensively.
"I have more claim to it than you. It was the price of treachery."
"I hope, Mr. Kirby, you will let me keep it."
"Hand it over without any more words!" said Kirby, roughly, "unless you want me to take it from you."
It would have been idle to resist, but Dean was not willing to hand it over, since that would have indicated his consent to the surrender.
"You can take it if you choose," he said.
"It will do after supper. Come in!"