"On the level?" said Pell, eagerly.
"'Way down below," laughed Lopez, delighted at his ability to pun in English, and making a motion with one hand toward the nether regions.
"You mean it?" Pell continued.
A dark scowl came over the face of Lopez. "Should you doubt my word?" he inquired.
"Certainly not," Pell was quick to satisfy him. "Only why didn't you say so before?"
"Oil not interests me," the bandit explained.
"But since to you gentlemen it seem so excitable—I 'ave it."
"Yes?" from Hardy.
"Ze little paper. You both want it. Bueno! You shall both 'ave ze chance. We will, 'ow you say, 'old ze little hauction."