“What, Jimmy?” I inquired.
“Well, I know somethin’.”
“And what is it?”
“Well, Jean Lafitte knows it, too.”
“What is it then?”
“Well, it ain’t happened yet, but it’s goin’ to—or anyhow maybe.”
“You interest me! Is it a matter of importance?”
“—Say it was!”
“To whom?”
“Why, to you—an’ besides, to my Auntie Helena. ’N’ you can’t pull off things like that just anywheres. Jean Lafitte an’ me, we frame up how to handle yon heartless jade, the fair captive, ’n’ here you butt in ’n’ spoil the whole works. It ain’t right.”