“I’m not into anything.”
“Youse are not?” asked Nick dubiously.
“What do you mean by looking at me in that way?”
“Brockey, dis isn’t a safe place ter talk.”
“What do you mean?”
“Lea’ go some place where we kin talk wid safety.”
“I don’t understand you.”
“Brockey, don’ youse try ter gi’ an’ old pal like me any sich a bluff as dat!”
“Mugsey——”
“Brockey, I’m on to yer game.”