The Secret Adversary

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Julius stood at the door watching his retreat. Finally, with a satisfied
sigh, he closed it, and came back to his position in the centre of the
room.

"Now, Mr. Hersheimmer, perhaps you will be so kind as to come to the
point?"

"I guess that won't take a minute," drawled Julius. Then, with an abrupt
change of manner: "Hands up--or I shoot!"

For a moment Kramenin stared blindly into the big automatic, then, with
almost comical haste, he flung up his hands above his head. In that
instant Julius had taken his measure. The man he had to deal with was an
abject physical coward--the rest would be easy.

"This is an outrage," cried the Russian in a high hysterical voice. "An
outrage! Do you mean to kill me?"