“I’m going to take the gag out of your mouth, so that you can talk to me,” the scout informed him. “But I want to tell you that if you call to your friends or make any disturbance whatever, I shall shoot you as if you were a wolf. Do you understand that?”
The way the man trembled showed that he understood well enough.
He was still trembling when Buffalo Bill removed the gag. Again the scout pressed the revolver muzzle to the temple of the terrified sentinel.
“Don’t!” the man whined.
“Do you know who I am?”
“You must be ther devil, I guess!”
“Call me that, then. It makes no difference to you who I am. I have you in my power, and I shall shoot you if you try to call any of your pals. Now, answer my questions!”
“Put down that gun!” the fellow begged. “It might go off—yer finger might slip on the trigger, er——”
Buffalo Bill did not put down the gun.