"No, this is a little too rough for Bernie. He very cheerfully acknowledged that he was afraid Narcone might recognize me and make trouble."
"I thought of that," Donnelly acknowledged. "Is there any chance?"
In the depths of Blake's consciousness something cried out fearfully in the affirmative, but he replied: "Hardly. He never saw me except indistinctly, and that was nearly five years ago. He might recall my name, but I dare say not without an introduction, which isn't necessary."
"Do you think you will know him?"
"I-I have reason to think I will."
The Chief grunted with satisfaction.
"A funny little fellow, that Dreux!" he remarked. "Wasn't it his father who fought a duel with Colonel Hammond from Baton Rouge?"
"The same. They used shotguns at forty yards. Colonel Hammond was killed."
"Humph! And he was afraid to go with us to-night?"
"Oh, he makes no secret of his cowardice."