"I'll pay you well if you serve me, nigger; and I'll make you sorry if you don't."
With that the detective turned away and reentered the back, and then it was driven rapidly away again, toward the long bridge and out upon it, and finally across the river to the Virginia shore.
"You don't suppose that nigger was fooling you all the time, do you, Carter?" the senator asked, as soon as the detective reentered the hack.
"No. I think he was telling the truth. I know a lot about niggers, and I think I can tell the difference between a good one and a bad one. That one happened to be what I call a good nigger, and he spoke the truth,"
"All the same it seems to me that it would have been a good idea to search the house before you left it. If Mustushimi -----"
"Mustushimi was not there. The nigger spoke the truth. And, anyhow, I did not feel like sparing the time. We have lingered almost too long as it is."
"Why?"
"I am afraid that Mustushimi has got some 'getaway' planned out, and all ready for instant use. If he has, it is located at the old gambling-house, and he will be gone by the time we get there."
"But you can trail him. You never fail in a matter of that kind."
"All the same, I would a whole lot rather find him there now. It would save a heap of trouble; and, besides, I have set my heart on finishing this case before dawn."