And never had he turned away when appealed to by beauty in distress. That this girl was in trouble and hoped for assistance from him was certain.
“I will go to her to-night,” he resolved. “I will aid her, if it lays in my power to do so. That is settled.”
Ephraim came into the room and found Frank putting on a lead-colored garment, which he wore beneath his outer shirt.
Frank showed his comrade the note from Igela, and explained what the girl had written.
Ephraim looked doubtful, and shook his head in a sober way.
“I’m afeared yeour goin’ to git into a heap uv trouble, Frank,” he said. “I’ll bet a big squash Mister Ahmet is kainder keepin’ watch uv yeou, an’ he’ll know ef ye try to see the gal.”
“Oh, you are getting to be a veritable croaker, Ephraim. I am not afraid of Ben Ahmet, and I am determined to have a talk with Igela.”
“Wal, I ruther guess yeou’ll do jest as yeou durn please, fer I’ve alwus noticed yeou do. Yeou’d better take me along with ye.”
“Not on this trip, Ephraim. I am going to go it alone.”
Still Frank was doubtful, although he would not confess it, even to himself. He carefully examined his revolvers, taking both of them.