"Barkeeper," said Killett, "give this fellow what he calls for, and bring us two sours to the table over there;" and they took seats at some little distance from Barney, but within earshot, provided any one should speak to him.
The "bum" ordered a whisky straight, and when he had been supplied with his favorite fluid, the barkeeper built the sours and took them to his waiting customers.
While he was receiving his pay, Barney made a slight motion to him with his hand, which Old Spicer caught, and at once prepared to see what came of it.
The barkeeper turned and went over to the corner.
"Listen with all your ears now," said Old Spicer, in a low and rapid whisper, "for the time has come for us to learn something."
"I'm ready to drink it all in," replied his companion, quietly.
[CHAPTER XIV.]
JIM TAYLOR MAKES HIS APPEARANCE.
"Where's the proprietor?" asked Barney, as the barkeeper approached his table.