"Huh! You watch me! Watch me!"
"Well," taunted Sube, "when you're ridin' with 'im and we're watchin' you, I'll bet you dassent ask him who's dead down the street—Here he comes now! Get on the job, Biscuit! We're watchin'!"
As the undertaker's service wagon approached with Hi on the lofty seat, Biscuit ran out in the road and hailed him. The team was instantly brought to a standstill and Biscuit clambered aboard.
"Fooled you, didn't he?" jeered Gizzard.
"Not on your life he didn't!" retorted Sube. "When he comes back and tells us who's dead you'll see that I fooled—Look!—He's gettin' down!"
Biscuit came running back to them triumphantly. "Ha-ha! What'd I tell you—!"
"Who's dead?" interrupted Sube.
"Nobody but ol' Miss Stebbins," replied Biscuit. "But I got some'pm better'n that to tell you!"
Sube and Gizzard waited in breathless suspense until Biscuit should speak. There was no telling what it might be.
"They've took Seth Bissett back to prison—!"