"No, sir."
"What is his name?"
"His name is Marlowe," answered Julius, in spite of the black and menacing looks of his enemy, intended to intimidate him.
"Marlowe? The man implicated in the burglary in Madison avenue?"
Julius was not required to answer this, for at the question, showing that he was known, Marlowe with an oath took to flight, closely pursued by all present. He had run half a mile before he was secured. But his pursuers at length caught up with him, and after a sharp struggle, in which they were materially assisted by the powerful sailor, he was taken and bound.
"If I ever get free, I'll kill you!" he muttered, between his teeth, to Julius. "You'll rue this day's work."
Julius, secure as he was at present, could not help shuddering as he heard these threatening words. But he felt thankful that he had escaped the present danger. The peril was over for the time; but Julius could not help feeling that he was not wholly safe as long as Marlowe was at large. I may as well add here that the burglar was delivered to the New York authorities, and in due time had his trial, was convicted and sentenced to ten years' imprisonment in the prison at Sing Sing.
This adventure, and the excitement attending it, spoiled the enjoyment of Julius for the afternoon. He returned to the pier and took passage on the boat bound for the city. He called on Paul at his stand, and surprised him with the news of Marlowe's capture, and his own narrow escape.
"I am glad to hear it, Julius," said Paul. "So that sailor that followed you was Marlowe."
"Yes. Did you see him?"