“Yes; the detectives are onto you,” answered Bull.
Quick started.
“What do you mean?”
“Just what I say. They know who stabbed Monte Murphy.”
“Who told you this?”
“One of them.”
“Come, now, Bull,” said Mike, with a forced smile, “I ain’t going to believe that.”
“It is Bible truth.”
“Have you friendly relations with the police?” remarked Quick.
“This fellow played me for a sucker, and came mighty near ramming me into jail.”