“See who?” Toothpick feigned ignorance.
“Don’t tease. You know,” she pleaded.
“Yuh can spill it to her,” Tom Powers said as he went over to join Mrs. Ransom and Mary.
“Yeh, I seen him,” Toothpick told the girl.
She waited for him to go on. Her dark eyes, wistfully eager, were fixed upon him.
“I goes to El Crucifixo, like yuh tells me to,” drawled Toothpick. “An’ I’m tellin’ yuh I seen there a million dollars’ worth of outlaws, ’cause a gent down there ain’t known socially unless he carries a thousand, dead or alive. I ambles into the Palace Saloon, and the gents look hard at me, an’ that bunch can sure look hard. A couple slid up to me and ask me bluntlike who I am. I tell ’em quick I’m huntin’ Jim-twin Allen. At that they eye me different. Then I spots Jim sittin’ at a table by his lonesome, and I calls him. He’s darned glad to see me. Fie tells those hard hombres I’m his friend, and they get soft, pronto.”
His deliberation irritated the girl.
“But is he coming?” she demanded impatiently.
“Sure is.”
Snippets’ eyes lighted with joy.