Lige Benner beat the Hebrew down to eight hundred dollars for the watch. He also selected a watch charm, diamond studded, for four hundred dollars, and a chain for a hundred more. This made a purchase of thirteen hundred dollars, all told, on which the crafty Isaacs would realize, at the least, full five hundred dollars in profit. A good day’s work for Isaacs, but——
“I can give you the gold right now for all that plunder, Isaacs,” said Lige Benner, “but I won’t until you agree to do something for Jerry here.”
“Hey?” queried the Jew, with a gasp. “Vat iss it you vant me to do? A sale iss a sale, mein friendt, mitout anyding extra.”
“Well, you’ll do this for Jerry, or there won’t be any sale.”
“What iss it?”
Here the voice of the hunchback entered the conversation. The talk was getting interesting, and Wild Bill listened with all his ears.
“Here it is, Abe. A young fellow by the name of Dunbar has gone to Hackamore to buy a diamond ring. I want you to sell it to him, Abe.”
“Iss dot all? I vill be gladt.”
“No, Abe, that’s not all. Are there any other diamond merchants in Hackamore?”
“I’m der only vone.”