"You know well enough—the fifty dollars."
Julius felt thankful now that he had deposited the greater part with Paul.
"I haven't got it."
"You lie!" exclaimed Marlowe, brutally.
"I gave it to Paul, all except five dollars." "I don't believe you. Empty your pockets."
Julius did so, but only five dollars were found. Marlowe was badly disappointed. Fifty dollars would have been of essential service to him, and they had dwindled to five.
"What business had you to give the money to him?" he demanded, harshly.
"I was afraid I might lose it."
"Give me the five dollars."
Julius reluctantly handed the bill to his enemy, who thrust it into his pocket.