When they were on the street Nat turned.
“Will you settle now?” he asked.
“Don’t be in such a hurry,” was the sharp reply. “Your only safety is to get away from this place. Walk along toward the railroad. I’ll be close at your heels until I think it’s safe to stop and settle.”
Nat hesitated.
“Don’t you dare to try to skip without paying!” he hissed, savagely.
“I’ll settle with you both before you get to the station. Get a move on! Carter may be here the next second.”
The crooks started away, looking back frequently to see that Claymore was following.
He kept about half a block behind them.
Nobody but themselves seemed to be on the streets.
There was a drunken man staggering along some distance ahead, but he didn’t count.