"Because the kid insisted that we was to get another. We said we’d do it, but he said the feller might have one chap with him, and he was afraid the right one’d get away."
"Come on, Bill," urged the black-bearded man’s companion. "It’s an easy way of earnin’ a tenner."
"Oh, I don’t mind," said Bill. "But why does the kid want this here job done?"
"Got some kind of a hunch agin’ the chap he wants knocked out," explained Jim.
"We may git inter a scrape an’ run foul o’ the law."
"No danger."
"If the chap should recognize us——"
"How can he? It’ll be pitch-dark, and we’ll lay him out stiff afore he knows what’s hit him."
"A fine piece of business!" thought the boy under the window. "I wonder if I’m the one they are to lay out."
"How are we to know just where to strike him?"