You wait until you hear more from them." All the time he had been talking he had been moving away from the door, down the corridor, out of the hearing of Carrie.

They were now near the end where the corridor opened into the large general parlor.
"You won't give it up ?" said the man.
The words irritated Hurstwood greatly.

Hot blood poured into his brain.
Many thoughts formulated themselves.

He was no thief.

He didn't want the money.