“I don’t see Mr. Sagrado B.,” Sumecta said.
“He’s not staying for the party: he’s off: out of it: going by the briny.”
“The sort of thing he would do; mind his own skin.”
“Sound sense, too,” Mr. Wiskey said. “If a man won’t mind his own skin, there’s darned little he will mind, and no one else will mind it for him.”
Presently Sumecta turned again to Mr. Wiskey.
“What is Mr. Sagrado B.’s game with Mr. Kingsborough?” he asked in Spanish. “Besides the bit of skirt in the case, what is he out for?”
“You’ve seen the bit of skirt?” Mr. Wiskey asked.
“Yes. She’s it.”
“That’s what he is out for: just the woman in the case.”
“He’s getting to be too old for that kind of game,” Sumecta objected.