"Yes."
"Then I'll tell you who you saw," said the gambler coolly; "it was Marshall Langham."
The handy-man swore a great oath.
"You've guessed it, boss! You've guessed it."
"It ain't a guess as it happens."
"Boss, do you mean to tell me you knew all along?" demanded Montgomery incredulously.
"Yes."
"But what about North?"
"That's his lookout, let him clear himself."
Joe, shambling and shuffling, took a turn about the room.