“Yes.”
“How could he know I had ’is gun?”
“I told ’im.”
“Oh, but I don’t understand. How’d you know he was the highwayman? Did he tell you so?”
“Hardly. He only said he wanted to see you, and—”
“Before or after you told ’im I’d found a gun?”
“Before.”
“But how’d he know me?” asked Smithers with a seemingly puzzled air.
“I don’t know,” replied Artie. “That’s what mystifies us.”
“How’d you know who he was?”