“We have a few hundred dollars,” admitted Frank, quickly, as he observed his companions now awake.
“Oh, you have, eh? Where are they?”
“Why do you wish to know?”
“What an innocent you are, to be sure. Why, I want them.”
“You are thieves, then?”
“Never mind our characters. Shell out!”
“May I ask your names first?”
“I don’t mind telling you. Very likely you have heard of me before, as I’m well known. I am Captain Diavolo!”
If he expected to create a sensation with this announcement he was not mistaken.
Frank did not expect to meet the person he was in quest of so soon, or under these circumstances.