“That’s what he did.”
“For Heaven’s sake!” exclaimed Chick. “I hope you gave him no confidence.”
“I did not. I told him that I did not know whether he was or not, and I would not talk to him until I knew or he proved it. Then I told him that when I knew him to be one of Nick Carter’s men I would have nothing to do with him, or Nick Carter, either, for I had been warned against all. And that’s what I say to you.”
“You do not recognize me, then, Mr. Mountain?”
“I do not.”
Chick stood up, and quickly removed his mustache and wig.
“How now, Mr. Mountain?”
“There’s no doubt of it now,” laughed Mr. Mountain.
“I am Patsy, Mr. Mountain,” said the lad, “but I can’t take off my makeup so quickly or put it on again.”
“Well, boys,” said Mr. Mountain, “what’s in the wind?”