Loammi, having no good excuse to stay, rose and left the saloon.
"So that's your cousin?" remarked Justin Wood.
"Yes."
"He looks sly. I am something of a judge of faces, and I don't like his."
"I suppose I am prejudiced against him," said Scott. "I don't think I could ever like him."
Scarcely had Loammi left the saloon, when Scott was surprised to see Ezra Little and his wife enter.
Mrs. Little first caught sight of Scott, and spoke in a low tone to her husband.
Ezra Little, turning his glance in the direction of Scott, eyed him severely.
"So this is where you spend your ill-gotten money," he said, not noticing that Scott was in the company of the fashionably dressed young man sitting on the opposite side of the table.