Nick and Rattler were the centre of attraction, for Red Rob had enlarged upon the exploit of the night rather more than the facts warranted.
The men asked Nick hosts of questions about the Quaker City, which the detective's familiarity with that place enabled him to answer.
An hour went by, and then the detective suddenly turned to his companion and said:
“Rattler!”
“Here.”
“You'd better stop now, an' git ther kit.”
“Keyreckt.”
Chick picked up his hat, and started for the iron-bound door.
But Gentleman George was upon his feet in an instant.
“Where are you going?” he demanded. “Out,” replied Chick.