"Oh, you're too smart," muttered the baffled thief.
"I think we shall prove too smart for you to-night. Well, Mr. Tarbox, how about the money?"
"It's twenty-five cents short," said Tarbox, disturbed.
"Oh, well, if you have come as near it as that you are lucky. Now let us be going."
"But I don't want to leave it here; some one may find it."
"You would be ruined if you didn't find it," said Anak, contemptuously.
"Will you let me up now?" asked Carden.
"Yes, I will let you up, but I won't let you go."
"Then I will lie here."