So, for a starter, I tackled Slavin, supposing we were alone, and I was pumping the facts out of him successfully by holding a gun under his nose, and occasionally jogging his memory, when this fellow Murphy got excited, and _chasseed_ into the game, but happened to nip his partner instead of me.

In the course of our little scuffle I chanced to catch a glimpse of the fellow's right hand, and it had a scar on the back of it that looked mighty familiar.

I had seen it before, and I wanted to see it again.

So, when I got out of that scrape, and the doctor had dug a stray bullet out of my anatomy, there did n't seem to be any one left for me to chase excepting Murphy, for Slavin was dead.

I was n't exactly sure he was the owner of that scar, but I had my suspicions and wanted to verify them.