"You chaps go on," said Legs bravely, "only be quick about it."
"All right?"
"All right."
Hickey and Macnooder stole away; then suddenly Hickey, returning, whispered:
"Say, Legs!"
"What?"
"If you catch your coat don't think it's the dead man's hand grabbing you, will you?"
"Darn you, Hickey," said Legs, "if you don't shut up I'll quit."
"Sh-h—good-bye, old man."
"Hurry up!"