The man looked so malicious—so possessed by the spirit of evil—that Julius could not help shuddering as he met his baleful gaze.
“What do you mean to do to me?” he asked, feeling helpless, as he realized that in spite of his increased strength he was no match for the stalwart ruffian.
“I mean to kill you,” said Marlowe, fiercely.
Julius shuddered, as well he might; but he answered: “If you do, your life will be in danger.”
“What do you mean?” quickly asked Marlowe, taking it as a threat.
“You will be hung.”
“They must catch me first,” said he, coolly. “But first{213} you must answer me a question. How much money have you?”
“I can’t tell without counting.”
“Don’t dare to trifle with me, boy!”
“I am telling you the truth.”