"I do."
"Then hand it over or I will call an officer and have you locked up."
"Call the officer, if you dare," and our hero shrugged his shoulders.
"You stole more than the clothing and the letter," went on the purser, craftily. "You took fifty dollars in money."
"I took absolutely nothing, and you know it."
"Then you want me to call in the officer?"
"Do as you please," said Randy, recklessly.
Peter Polk was nonplused. He did not want to call an officer. Yet he wanted to get the precious letter.
"You will save yourself a lot of trouble by giving up that letter, Thompson," he said, in a more subdued tone.
"Well, I don't intend to give it up."