"How vos dot?"
"The engineer and fireman of the freight train both saw the body before they got to it; and while they couldn't slow up in time to escape running over it, they saw plainly enough that the man was dead, or at least drugged, before he was placed on the track."
"Dot vos pad."
"Yes; not only bad for us, but bad all around."
"What! do they suspect us, Parney?"
"No; but they are preparing to follow up certain clews that may, in the end, lead to us."
"Holy Moses! Do they suspect der rich young duffer?"
"Not yet. Just at present their suspicions point to another rich fellow; but they may come round to our man."
"Who's vorkin' up der case, Parney?"
"Nobody but Willett and Gaylord and a few common detectives are at it as yet; but I understand Old Spicer's going to take it up, and that's what makes me feel uncomfortable."