“Surely, you will not fire at me,” said Abner, turning pale.
“Not if you remain where you are.”
“How long do you mean to keep me?” demanded Abner, sullenly.
“As long as may be necessary. That is all. Herbert, go into the cabin and look in one corner for a cord.”
Herbert soon returned with a stout cord, tough and strong.
“What are you going to do with that?” asked Abner suspiciously.
“I'm going to bind you,” said Ralph, coolly.
“I'll have the law on you for this,” said Abner, hoarsely.
“All in good time,” said Ralph. “But I advise you to consider whether the law has nothing to say against attempted murder.”
“What do you mean by that?”