“Say, Johnnie Fresh!” shouted the owner of the strange voice.
“Well, what?” replied Nick. “I've got you covered, see?”
“See? No, kin you?”
“Ef you go out with that boat I'll bore you. Understand that?”
“Rats!”
“Eh? What's that?”
“I said rats.”
“What did you say that for?”
“F'r instance. You make me tired, an' jest fur fun I'll show you up, see?”
As the detective spoke he touched the spring of his little bull's eye lantern, and directed the rays straight at the spot from whence came the sound of the voice.