“A fine spirit for a woman to get into!” he declared, with a forced laugh. “But I think you’ll get over it when you’ve had a little time. Now, I’m goin’ to make you a proposition. It’s got money in it, too. I’ll pay you twice what you’re gettin’ at the Casino, if you’ll scrape an acquaintance with the Fool of Folly Mountain and find out just what he is up to.”
He studied her face. Long experience had made him apparently able to see to the heart of this woman, right through the powder and paint.
“You won’t do it?”
She shook her head.
“No!” she declared.
“Why won’t you?”
“Because, right now, I’ve got other work to do. Besides, I don’t care to.”
“You can’t waste time on that feller on Folly Mountain?”
“No; and I don’t want to.”
“So you’re goin’ to stick to this thing of bringin’ Benson and Joe to the gallows?”