“What do you want here?” he demanded. “Get out before you’re bounced!”
“Easy, my friend,” said the young detective. “I am in pursuit of a criminal. He came into this place.”
“You’re mistaken. No such man is here!”
“I saw him enter.”
“That’s not so. Come, get out!”
Harry ran his gaze quickly over the place.
He saw a door at the far end of the saloon.
He was convinced that his man had gone through that door.
He made a move toward it, but the big man barred his way.
“No, I guess not!” he said. “You’re not going in!”