BILL WILY REPENTS.
McGlory motioned Wily to take a seat on the floor, near Dhondaram, and then turned toward Twomley.
"So you put the kibosh on our brown friend all by yourself, did you?" he asked.
"It wasn't much," was the diffident answer. "I know these Hindoos somewhat."
"You're the clear quill," said McGlory, "and I've got a different estimate of you. What do you think?" he added to Burton. "They had my pard down in the spud cellar, covered with ropes and gagged."
"Nice how-d'ye-do!" growled Burton. "What sort of a way is that to act, Bill Wily?" and he flashed a look of anger and contempt at the "barker."
"I've made a holy show of myself," mumbled Bill Wily. "That comes of gettin' confidential with these here chocolate-colored crooks. They're no good."
"What do you think of yourself, hey?"
"Not much, Burton, an' that's a fact. I'm down and out, and just because I wanted to shake your show an' not have any trouble. What a lot of excitement over nothin' at all!"