He now believed that the chances of getting free from the outlaws were improving, for Hop would be apt to manage it in some way.
"I'll tell you what you do," said Roche, as Hop proceeded to put the articles back where they had been taken from. "You get your money at the camp and bring that here, too."
Allee light, Misler Outlaw, replied Hop. "You will havee um cigar?"
He tendered one and, taking it, the outlaw looked at it suspiciously and then cut off the end with his bowie knife.
Hop lighted one, too, and then he stood still.
"Me allee samee forgittee whattee you say," he said, as he looked puzzled.
Cap Roche went over it again.
"Oh, allee light. Me understand."
The cigar he had given the villain was a good one, and he puffed away at it with no little satisfaction, since it served to soothe his nerves somewhat.
Hop took occasion to drop the dead mouse in the pocket of the man who was standing at the side of Wild to prevent his possible escape, and then he turned to go.