As he came up he saw in the darkness the crouching figure of a man trying the lock of his compartment with one of a bunch of keys he held in his hand.
CHAPTER XIII.
CATCHING A THIEF.
"What are you doing here?" demanded Robert, in a quick, imperious tone.
The man, like all who are engaged in a disreputable deed, started suddenly and half rose from his crouching position, still holding the keys in his hand. He did not answer immediately, probably because it was rather difficult to decide what to say.
"What are you doing here?" demanded Robert, once more.
"None of your business!" answered the man, whose temper got the better of his prudence.
"I should think it was my business, as you were trying to get at my property."
"That's a lie!" said the man, sullenly.