“Well, we’ll give him a chance to make an offer, at all events.”
The pair went out into the barroom proper, and called for drinks.
Cook drank at least half a bottle of brandy before his nerves became steady. The pair hurried to the “fence,” and, after some difficulty, aroused Murphy.
“So,” said Monte, upon perceiving Cook, “you are back again?”
“Yes; this is my pal, Dick Kidd.”
“Happy to know you, Kidd.”
“Ain’t you going to ask us in?” remarked Enoch sullenly.
“What for?”
“We’ve brought the diamond.”
“That is another thing; walk right in, boys,” said the fence.