“Do you think it can be done, Bill?”
“We can make our bluff. I’ll threaten him if I have to.”
“That might be dangerous.”
“Go on! He has only one other chap and that old woman there in the house with him. What if we go back and tell him we will peach if he doesn’t crack down the extra coin? What if I tell him I know something about the kid?”
“The game might work, Bill.”
“Well, if it doesn’t work, it is worth playing. Are you with me?”
“Sure thing! Let’s have another drink and I’ll be ready.”
Again they ordered drinks, which they disposed of.
“Wait here a minute for me, pal,” said Sam. “I will be right back.”
He then left the room, and Bill sat puffing a cigar, while he revolved in his mind the scheme of getting more money from the man who had employed them to kidnap the hunchback. At length Bill grew impatient because of Sam’s delay in returning.