"You were."
"No, we wuzn't!"
"I'll find out about that! Hey, Sim!"
"Am dat yo', Massa Ronald?" cried the coon, running back.
"Yes, and here are two fellows sneaking along on your trail."
"Wha' fo'?" demanded the darky.
"Hanged if I know. Look at them."
"Fo' de Lawd sakes, dey was on de train wif me, sah."
"They were, hey? That's suspicious."
"Oh, go 'long!" said Old King Brady. "Can't a man walk along here without bein' held up like a burglar by you chaps? Gosh durn it, if it's robbery yer up ter, it's mighty little money you'll find on me."