"See this?"
Frank poised a silver half-dollar on the tips of his fingers.
The boy's eyes sparkled, and he moistened his lips with the end of his tongue.
"Just tell me all about who gave you that note, and where he was when he gave it to you, and that half-dollar is yours."
"That's all right, boss," said the boy, with a sickly grin; "but t'other feller give me a dollar not to say a word."
"And you promised that you wouldn't say a word?"
"Yep."
"Let him go, Ephraim."
Gallup was surprised.
"Whut fer? Ain't ye goin' to make him tell who sent him with the note?"