“Nothin’—except the stocks, bonds, mortgages and all the rest of the papers in the safe.”
The men looked curiously at each other, but nothing was said. “What do you know about this, Blaze?” asked Freeman.
“I know I got hit,” said Blaze painfully. “I felt the shock of the explosion, and I walked on glass in front of the bank. Then I thought I heard somebody down the alley; so I went down to see who it was. I saw a man with white pants, and about that time I got hit.”
“Did the man with the white pants hit you?” asked Bad News.
“I don’t think so.”
“Then where in hell did yuh git the gunnysack with all that money?”
Blaze stared foolishly at him.
“You had a gunnysack, which contained sixteen thousand, Blaze.”
“I did? Where did I get it?”
“How did I get here?” asked Alden Marsh.