"It isn't only that."
"No? What else is it then?"
"It's a word I want to say to you--a word of warning."
"Of warning? Against what?"
"Do you know a man named Haines--an American?"
"Haines?" Mr. Townsend reflected. "Well, what of Mr. Haines?"
"You've been doing something to his daughter--you best know what. He's found it out, and he's looking for you. If he gets a chance he'll kill you. He's almost done for me."
Mr. Townsend made a significant gesture in the direction of his brother.
"Is this his handiwork?"
"It's no laughing matter. I tell you he means murder. If you take my advice you'll clear. He left me as good as dead last night. He wouldn't have cared if he had left me quite. I don't believe I've a whole bone in my body. It's as much as I can do to stand." Alexander put his hand to his back and groaned. His tone became a whine. "You couldn't oblige me with the loan of a shilling or two?"