“Who are he, pard?”
Buffalo Bill stepped out of the parlor and soon returned with Old Negotiate.
“Is that one of them, Negotiate?”
“He are.”
“That settles it, and I have to thank you, Panther Kate, for saving my life. Now, what shall I do with your prisoner?”
“I hope you won’t kill him,” said Panther Kate.
“No, I never hit a man when he’s down.”
“Better mark him, Bill,” suggested Old Negotiate.
“No, as he has done me no harm, I’ll let him go, and I will send a message to Kent King by him.”
“I’ll carry it, Pard Bill, an’ I’ll rastle in prayer for yer,” cried the villain.