The fellow obeyed the first order with alacrity as he saw the muzzles of the weapons within a few inches of his head, and said in a careless tone:
"I reckon you didn't care about lendin' me your outfit."
"That's just the size of it, and there is other business to be settled."
By this time the prisoner had caught a glimpse of Jim's face, and he added with a smile:
"Come to collect that two dollars, eh?"
"We mustn't stand here chinning," Jet said, as he pressed the muzzle of the revolver to the back of the man's head. "Look around for something to tie him with, Jim, and be quick about it."
"What are you up to now?" the fellow growled.
"It won't take long to find out, and I shall be forced to waste this cartridge if you make any row."
"I thought I was behavin' myself in proper shape."
"So you are just at present; but I am ready for any change of plans, and want you to understand fully how little it would take to induce me to send a bullet into your worthless head."