"You'll learn nothing from me."
"Perhaps I shall."
"I'll cut my tongue off before I tell anything."
"It's easy enough to talk that way now. But you'll change your tune presently."
"I don't think so."
"We'll see. Do you realize that you are entirely in my power?"
"That doesn't scare me so very much, Joseph Farvel. You won't dare to do much."
"I am here for that treasure, and I'm bound to have it by hook or by crook. If you know anything definite, you had better tell me about it."
"As I said before, I'll tell you nothing."
In a rage Farvel stepped closer and slapped Bob's cheek.
"You little rat, I'll make you talk!" he stormed. "Your party has located the treasure; I feel certain of it."
Bob was boiling with indignation, and had his hands been free he would have knocked Farvel down. But he was helpless, and could do absolutely nothing.
"Are you going to talk?" demanded the enraged man, after a short pause.
"No."
"Don't you know what is best for you?"
