“Walter,” said the professor nervously, “perhaps you had better give him back his weapon. He has promised not to molest us further.”
“That's where you talk sense, old man,” said the robber approvingly. “You're a gentleman, you are.”
“You hear, Walter?”
“Yes, youngster, you hear? Give me back my weapon and we'll part friends.”
“And I trust, my friend, you will see the error of your ways and adopt some honest business.”
“I will, old man, believe me!” said the robber, in a melodramatic tone. “I was not always thus.”
“You will have my best wishes for your prosperity, and if you are in need I will give you five dollars.”
“No, I will not take advantage of your liberal offer. Only give me the revolver and I will ride away.”
“Come, Walter, give the man his revolver.”
“Professor,” said Walter, quietly, “you must excuse me, I can't comply with your request. This man is humbugging you. If I give him back the revolver you will have to give him your wallet too.”