“Of course it ought,” said Rudolph, gloating over the boy’s emotion.
You shall lose nothing by telling me—by becoming my friend. I will never refer to the past—never speak of what happened in America.”
“No doubt,” sneered Rudolph, “but it can’t be.”
“Why can’t it be?”
“Because I hate you!” hissed the tramp, with a baleful look. “Not another word. It’s no use. I shall lock you up here for the present, while I am out. When I come back I will let you know what I am going to do to you.”
He left the room, locking the door behind him.
Tony sat down to reflect upon the strange position in which he was placed.
CHAPTER XXXIV
MRS. MIDDLETON AND HER LOVER
When Rudolph left Tony imprisoned he began to think over the situation with regard to his own interest.