"Not until I get some money out of you—or somebody!" exclaimed the rough voice of a man.
"I tell you I haven't any money!"
"Well, you know who has. Come on, I want it."
There was a sound of breaking sticks, as if the man had taken a step nearer the girl. She retreated, and this brought her into view of Cora.
It was Ida Giles!
Cora leaned forward to catch a glimpse of the man. She was startled to see that he was that good-for-nothing Lem Gildy.
"Come on," growled Lem, "fork over some cash."
"I haven't any. Oh, please, Lem, let me pass!"
He took another step toward her with outstretched hands, and Ids shrank back. She screamed, but Lem only sneered.
"No one'll hear you," he said. "Come on, I must have money, or I'll tell some things I know."