"You stay down?" asked Mike.
Pierre shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh, not nice." He waved a hand in one direction. "But up here," he waved a hand in the other direction, "not nice." It was Scylla and Charybdis for Pierre all right.
"Ye're doing all the paylings yerself then now?" asked Mike.
"I beg your pardon?"
"All alone down there now—you?"
"No. Anozer man come down. Ze cook say to Meestair Rafferty, when he come past: 'I want anozer man. I give zat ozer man ze sack. He no good.'——"
"The hell he did!"
"Yes, he do. And Rafferty bring down anozer man."
"Has he got a gun too, do you think?" asked Mike.