"Revenge! Blind, murderous revenge for turning him neck and crop out
of Lagden!"

"You _are_ in a temper! But I can't understand a word of it!"

"Well, that is what I had to tell you. He came to my house--And how
good have I been to this man! Didn't I send him the fifty pounds--?"

"Well, that _was_ kind. But I must tell you, Mr. Frankl, that
Richard knows nothing of the fifty pounds--"

"Well, then it is _your_ fault! Oh, he did not know of the fifty
pounds? Then it is your fault entirely, this rage of his against me--He
threatened to shoot me dead--thrice he threatened--soon, he
said--"

"Not Richard?"

"Yes, Richard!--your nice Richard! But what did I want you for to-
night? It was to let you see that I have it in my power to let your
brother in for three months hard--not less. But you know, my dear,
don't you, that I wouldn't do anything to give you pain? That is
why, so far, I've taken no steps. But your brother must be unarmed.
I can't have my life exposed, after his threats, and all".

"Unarmed...."

"Yes. I have it on good authority that your brother has guns. I must
have those guns put into my own hands by you..."