"Never mind, Mr. Scully; never mind. I will go 'way. I do not wish
to be killed." The Swede moved toward the door, which opened upon
the stairs. It was evidently his intention to go at once for his
baggage.
"No, no," shouted Scully peremptorily; but the whitefaced man slid
by him and disappeared. "Now," said Scully severely, "what does this
mane?"
Johnnie and the cowboy cried together: "Why, we didn't do nothin' to
'im!"
Scully's eyes were cold. "No," he said, "you didn't?"
Johnnie swore a deep oath. "Why, this is the wildest loon I ever
see. We didn't do nothin' at all. We were jest sittin' here playin'
cards and he-"
The father suddenly spoke to the Easterner. "Mr. Blanc," he asked,
"what has these boys been doin'?"
The Easterner reflected again. "I didn't see anything wrong at all,"
he said at last slowly.
Scully began to howl. "But what does it mane?" He stared ferociously
at his son. "I have a mind to lather you for this, me boy."
Johnnie was frantic. "Well, what have I done?" he bawled at his
father.
III
"I think you are tongue-tied," said Scully finally to his son, the
cowboy and the Easterner, and at the end of this scornful sentence
he left the room.
Upstairs the Swede was swiftly fastening the straps of his great
valise. Once his back happened to be half-turned toward the door,
and hearing a noise there, he wheeled and sprang up, uttering a loud
cry.
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