ver mind what's up," answered Marlowe. "You ain't goin' out
to-night."

"I'm hungry."

"We'll bring you some supper. We're goin' out ourselves."

"You never kept me in before," said Julius, who felt that it was best
to show surprise at the action of the confederates, though it did not
surprise him.

"That's neither here nor there. You ain't goin' out to-night."

"All right," said Julius, "if you say so; only bring a feller some
grub."

"We'll bring you some," said Jack, who was not as fully convinced as
his comrade of Julius' treachery.

They left the room, carefully locking the door behind them.

Julius sat down on the bed, and began to review the situation.
Evidently he was to be locked up in the room through the night, while
Jack and Marlowe were robbing the house on Madison avenue. In all
probability they would be arrested, and prevented from returning. But
suppose one or both escaped from the trap in which they were expected
to fall. If their suspicions of his fidelity were aroused now they
would be confirmed by the discovery of the police. Knowing the
desperate character of both, Julius reflected with a shudder that his
life would possibly be sacrificed. It would not do for him to remain
here. He must escape by some means.

But how? This was a difficult question to answer. The room was on the
third floor, with a solitary window looking out into a small, dirty
court. It was too high up to jump with safety, and there was nothing
in the room by which he could descend.

He was still considering this question an hour later, when the two
returned.

Jack had in his hand a couple of apples.

"There," said he, tossing them to Julius. "That'll do you till
mornin'."

"Thank you," said Julius.

It was true that he had had no supper, and he ate the apples with a
good appetite. The two men sat down, and, producing the same old,
greasy pack of cards which they had before used, began to play. It was
not until a late hour that they could go about the business which they
had planned. Twelve o'clock was as early as they could venture to
attempt entering the house. To prime them for the task, they had
brought in with them a plentiful supply of whisky, of which they
partook at frequent intervals. They offered none to Julius.

By and by Julius went to bed. He knew they would not go out till
eleven, probably, and he would like to have kept awake till then. But
this would have been unusual, and perhaps have increased