"Why must I fight you?"
"You are a sneak. You have imposed upon my confidence. You have forced your way into my rooms, having in mind a treacherous purpose."
"I did not seek you. No, sir, you sought me; you invited me here. I declined to come. You forced yourself upon me. I did not force myself in here."
"I thought you were a gentleman."
"I am a gentleman."
"You must fight me all the same."
"I can see," said Oscar, "you men are a gang of confidence men—robbers. You have inveigled me here to rob me. I will not be robbed. I will yell for the police."
One of the men aimed a revolver at our hero and said:
"Open your mouth to utter one cry and you are a dead man."
"You men dare to threaten me?"