Challoner blinked at her stupidly.
"What are you going to do?" he demanded.
Miriam laughed hysterically.
"What am I going to do? I know what you're going to do! You're going to bring that fifty dollars back here to me!"
"Indeed? Well I'm not!" reiterated Challoner.
Miriam tapped the pistol in her hand.
"Do you see this?"
He grunted fearlessly.
"Well, what of it?"
"Give me that money," she insisted, approaching him. As yet she had not levelled the weapon; and Challoner, seeing his opportunity, started once more.