The trio exchanged glances.
Martin Van contorted his ugly face frightfully and said:
“So ye mean to haul us in, do ye? That’s your game?”
“That is just it,” replied Old King Brady. “I know that you are the hired tools of Napoleon Blood!”
“Ugh!” said Collins, in a gritty voice. “Whoever runs up ag’in’ the trio has a hard time.”
“Lots of ’em have tried it.”
“And they’ve paid fer it,” said Burke.
“It’s a fair warnin’.”
Old King Brady laughed.
“You are talking to the wrong man,” he said. “There’s nothing you can do or say will scare me. I mean to put you fellows in the electric chair.”