Well, here's luck to you.

You needn't be afraid of the guy, Natalie; we got his gat before we brought him up here, and if he makes any break, I'll be out in the hall ready to take a hand.

You're still for it ?" "Yes," indifferently, seating herself on a convenient chair.

"We might as well talk it out now as any time.

You go on, Jim, and leave it to me." Hobart was not entirely satisfied, hesitating as he lit a fresh cigar, his keen eyes watchful of them both.