“Yah, sure. How are you, Hanry?”
“I do not know, Oscar. I doubt if I shall ever know again. How on earth did you get down here?”
“Oh, that vass easy. Freeholey know the odder trail. Ve caught all free of dem, Hanry.”
“All three of them?” queried Henry weakly. “Three, you said?”
“Yah—su-re. Couple of dem vere vounded, but Pete Gonyer, he vars all right, until he vent crazy and tried to shoot us. Who is that yigger over dere, Yudge?”
“That,” replied Judge, “is Bob Stickler.”
“Yudas Priest! How did he get here, Yudge?”
Judge shook his head. “He just came, Oscar.”
“Three?” queried Henry. “Pete Gonyer and who else?”
“Lou Greer and Yud Bailey.”