Plainly, Alwin Bushnell was puzzled, and not a little amazed.
"You know my handle, an' you seem ter know whatever way I'm trailin'. This yere lays over me, as I acknowledges instanter."
"That's not hard to explain."
"Then I begs yer to explain it without delay."
"Your partner told us of you."
"Old Jack?"
"Yes."
"When, and whar?"
"Two days ago, outside of Mendoza."