“That’s just what I’m going to do!” she told him.
“You told Buffalo Bill to git one of my waiters out of the way and put a spy in here in his place.”
She did not answer.
“That’s so, ain’t it? Out with it!”
“I see I’m a little fool.”
“I think you are, myself.”
“I mean, I’m a fool, or I would have lied to you, and made you think I would do whatever you told me to do; now, I’ll have to get out of that Casino company, and out of the wine rooms, and won’t be able to do any of the things I had planned.”
“Still, you won’t come round to my idea, even when you know that?”
“No! I can’t.”
“You’ve got in you the making of a mighty good woman!” He sneered. “But let me tell you why you didn’t lie to me. It’s because you couldn’t. You know you couldn’t fooled me, if you had tried it. So,” he paused, and drew a deep breath, “I’m givin’ you now the last chance. Say the word, and you’ll not want for friends, or money, while you’re in this town. But if you still want to stand in with that law-and-order crowd—well!”