"Is it impudent to ask what made you take my property?" said Walter, firmly.
"Yes, it is," said Jack, with an oath.
"Do you mean to steal my money?"
"Yes, I do; and the sooner you hand it over the better."
"You have got my pocket-book already."
"Perhaps you think I am green," sneered Jack. "I found only five dollars."
"Then you had better give it back to me. Five dollars isn't worth taking."
"You're a cool one, and no mistake," said Jack, surveying our hero with greater respect than he had before manifested. "Do you know that I could wring your neck?"
"Yes, I suppose you could," said Walter, quietly. "You are a great deal stronger than I am."
"Aint you afraid of me?"