“I will.”
“All right. I know the fellow you mean. He said he had a lot of money, or he made some of Mike Roper’s gang believe he had. But the gang got left on him, for they didn’t find enough on him to pay them for doping him.”
“Then Hodge has fallen in with a tough crowd?”
“He’s the only one to blame for it. They’d let him alone if he hadn’t put up such a bluff about having a lot of money.”
“And he didn’t have any?”
“Well, Frosty Ike said he didn’t have enough to buy drinks for the crowd all round.”
“Take me to him. You shall have the money I said I would give.”
Frank followed the man from the saloon.
“Now, look here,” said the stranger, who was rather disreputable in appearance, “you’ve got to promise not to blow to a living soul that I put you onto this.”
“I’ll agree to that,” said Frank.