"Murphy," interrupted Brennan, "for heaven's sake forget those 'sees.'"
Murphy grinned and went on.
"Well, just as dese two birds meet I get a flash of da mug of da guy dat crosses da street, se——"
"Go ahead, say 'see' all you want to," said Brennan impatiently.
"I get a flash of da bird's mug, see? and I make him, see? It was da 'Gink,' see? I try to make da other bird, but he turns into the alley quick, see? Well, I keep right on my way and then come back, see? I stick my nut around da corner of da building and watches them. They hurry down da alley, see? and ducks in a door.
"Well, I'm not takin' no chances of gettin' plugged, see? so I don't follow them. I just hang around for an hour and waits for them to come out again, see? When they come out da door I spot it and duck back into a shadow. They pass me so close I could a touched 'em, see? but it was dark and I don't get no chance to make da bird with da 'Gink.' Well, they go up toward Spring street and I trail them far enough to see them get in a bus, see?"
"What did this fellow with the 'Gink' look like?" asked John, quickly.
"I'm tellin' ya I didn't get no chance to make him," said Murphy. "All I'm able to get is that he's tall and black-haired, see?"
"What kind of a hat did he wear?"