"Can't you hold it back and give me a chance?"
"Not a minute. You have my money on demand; meet my paper or take the consequence."
"But, the robbery."
"Your loss, not mine."
"I could kill you, curse you!"
"Not a doubt of it; you have tried that before."
Instantly the man was upon his feet, and his visitor removed his long, curling beard.
Lo! it was Dick Bristol again! No mistaking that face, even though stained, as we have described. He smiled, and his revolvers covered the rascal's heart.
The cashier might have tried to interfere, but at that moment into the room slipped Card-Sharp Cale's brother, "Joe," he was called, and he, too, had a pair of guns in hand. And Joaquin Escala, utterly overcome, sank cowering upon his chair.