“Sure thing.”
“Vhat dit you guess?”
“That the people you want me to care for back there air the man and the woman who have so mysteriously dropped out of sight recently.”
“I’ll tell you how it is,” said Gopher Gabe, growing confidential now, drawing his stool nearer the other.
“We have got them two, and it’s puzzlin’ us what to do with them.”
“You might knock ’em on the head!” said Uncle Sam, with apparent callousness.
“Lader, ve might,” admitted White-eyed Moses; “but not shust now. You see, ve don’t vandt to gommit murter, unless ve have to. It is a murter charge they have got ag’inst Juniper Joe.”
“Yet you’ve been trying to kill Cody!”
“I ditn’t finish what I was saying. Ve vant to hold them as some sort of hostages, you see. If ve git indo a hole that we gan’t crawl out of, ve gan, maype, use them to secure ower safety. You see the boint?”