Jack and Bates being good customers, were not turned out when the doors were shut, but remained chatting together.
“This is a bad job,” said Bates, “a very bad job for you, Jack.”
“And so it is for you.”
“You will be surely ‘scragged’ for this murder.”
“And so will you for this robbery, for they will be sure to trace the sword to you.”
“Hang the luck,” said old Bates. “I wish we had never seen the place.”
“What must be done?”
“I haven’t the least idea.”
“They won’t be long before they are after us you may be sure.”
“I don’t care what they do, now that Colonel Blood is killed,” said Jack; “he was a deceitful, tricky, devil.”