"Put back that plank," he roared, with an oath.
"I would rather not," said Walter, who stood facing him on the other side, hot and excited.
"I'll kill you if I get at you," said Jack, shaking his fist menacingly.
"What have I done to you?" asked Walter, quietly. "Why do you want to harm me?"
"Didn't you lock me up in the closet last night?"
"You wanted to take my money."
"I'll have it yet."
"It was all I could do," said Walter, who did not wish to excite any additional anger in his already irritated foe. "I haven't got but a little money, and I wanted to keep it."
"Money isn't the only thing you may lose," said the ruffian, significantly. "Put back that plank. Do you hear me?"