"You are not fit to go in yet. You need a longer walk, so that your condition will not be noticed when you go in."
"Go along old fellow; you're right."
Still Tony kept behind. All seemed right enough, but somehow he could not help feeling suspicious of the older man.
"I'll watch him," he thought, "and if he attempts any mischief I'll interfere."
The two men walked in a westerly direction, crossing several streets.
"Look here," said the young man, "we'd better turn back."
Now was the time.
The other looked swiftly around, but did not notice Tony, who was tracking him in the darkness.
"Give me your watch and money at once, or I'll blow your brains out."