Cowboy Nevada paused for breath.
“Scram, Marzonij,” said he, “before I lose me code of ethics and rub you out! Get going and keep going!”
He crumpled the clipping and the photograph and stuck them into his desk-drawer, and Marzonij left, unarmed.
“Take Marzonij to his boat!” said Cowboy to Wan Ho Din, “and see that he gets outa Black Cove and stays out!”
After that he sent Gallagher on an errand to one of the supply rooms while he closeted himself with Dago.
“Dago,” said he, “I ain’t too sure of Gallagher!”
Dago brightened perceptibly.
“I ain’t never been, boss. I gotta sneakin’ notion that Gallagher ain’t what he says he is. I gotta idea he-a——”
“Well——?”
“He might even be a Fed, Boss!” said Dago, taking a deep breath as if he expected Cowboy to shoot him on the spot for that idea.