"That's what you once said me an' my gang 'ud do to the first-comers," said Greasy. "We was to get them stirred up only. Then we was to throw them down only. Now what do we do with 'em? Are they to be thrown down, too?"
"Why, yes!" exclaimed Welland. "They throw the others down. Then we throw them down. Is that clear?"
"A hell of a lot o' throwin' down!" muttered the mollified gangster. "But I guess I see. Has all that been kept hidden, though?"
"Certainly! None but your gang and a few men in with us know that we're going to smash the Government by force, if force is necessary. We've been preaching peace the whole time. Nor do they know that we're going to throw down the others when we're ready. See?"
"I guess I see," said Greasy again. "'Stead o' just a small crowd to scare the yallah-legs, we get everyone. And afterwards we gets our fling. That right?"
"Got it!"
"You're even slicker than I thought," the gangster remarked admiringly. "Say, I don't like the way the yallah-legs got No-nose. Suppose he squeals?"
"I know for a fact he hasn't squealed."
"You do?" asked the gangster quickly.
"Yes. He daren't. He knows what's coming. And he knows you'd kill him if you got at him and the scheme failed."