"That man?" cried the bully, and now he showed a sudden interest.
"Yes, and that is why I want to know his name, and where he comes from."
"You must be mistaken, Snow. That man doesn't belong around here."
"Where is he from?"
"I think he comes from Boston, but I am not sure."
"And his name?"
"Why do you ask these questions? Do you think he had something to do with your being thrown from the horse?"
"No, not with being thrown from the horse, Reff. But, if you'll remember, when I came to my senses my watch was gone, also my stickpin and eight dollars in bills."
"And you think that man took them?" questioned Reff Ritter, in a voice that sounded strained.
"I won't say that until I know more about the man. If you say he is a good, honest man, why then I'll be bound to believe I am mistaken."