"No—Burke!"
The word was like a pistol shot.
"Y-yessir!" Burke was stammering. In his excitement he was hardly conscious that another bill had found its way into his hand, but his hand had automatically reached for and closed on it.
"Keep your mouth shut."
"Y-yessir."
"Keep it shut till to-morrow morning. You haven't seen anything or anybody at all to-day. Understand?"
"Y-yessir."
"After to-night you can talk about me all you like. But you're to forget absolutely that you ever saw the lady. Is that clear?"
"Y-yessir!"
"Thank you. Good-by."