"And I tell you," retorted Julius, "that Little Willie here is just hopping mad to go off!"
The Russian wilted visibly.
"You wouldn't dare"
"Oh, yes, I would, son!"
Kramenin must have recognized something in the voice that carried conviction, for he said sullenly:
"Well? Granted I do know who you mean—what of it?"
"You will tell me now—right here—where she is to be found."
Kramenin shook his head.
"I daren't."
"Why not?"
"I daren't. You ask an impossibility."
"Afraid, eh? Of whom? Mr. Brown? Ah, that tickles you up! There is such a person, then? I doubted it. And the mere mention of him scares you stiff!"
"I have seen him," said the Russian slowly. "Spoken to him face to face. I did not know it until afterwards. He was one of a crowd. I should not know him again. Who is he really? I do not know. But I know this—he is a man to fear."
"He'll never know," said Julius.
"He knows everything—and his vengeance is swift. Even I—Kramenin!—would not be exempt!"
"Then you won't do as I ask you?"
"You ask an impossibility."
"Sure that's a pity for you," said Julius cheerfully.
