“To what news do you refer, Joe?” Flood coolly inquired.
“It’s about that chap who made a big winning here last night. I was present at the time, you remember.”
“Yes, I remember. But what about him?”
“Dead!” said Nick tersely.
“Dead!” echoed Flood, with well-feigned amazement.
“Murdered,” added Nick.
“Murdered! Impossible!”
“It’s a fact, Mose.”
“When and where?”
Though he now saw that Flood had already resolved upon some fixed line of conduct, Nick was determined to drive him to the wall.