“I’m glad,” said the hypocrite, “you put confidence in me.”
“Now,” remarked Dick, “you have not told me about that detective friend of yours.”
“I met him down at Mike Quick’s, and he told me he had been engaged by our old master, Henry Stolburst. I told him Stolburst gave me the shake, but that wouldn’t go down.
“When he spoke of the diamond, I pretended I knew nothing about it, and when he said you took it, I claimed I was ignorant of the fact. Then the detective wanted me to sell out to him.”
“What do you mean by that?” inquired Kidd, in some surprise.
“He told me I would be well paid if I put him onto you.”
“Well?”
“Of course I refused, and then he undertook to arrest me.”
“How did you get away—knock him out, eh?” remarked Kidd.
“Well, no,” replied Enoch, “I don’t think I’d be able to do that.”