I called him 'Herr Staff Surgeon' and mentioned the well-known skill of German medicos, and the keen sense of duty of the German army, and a whole lot of other stuff.
"'Tomorrow morning at eight!' was all the answer I got from him.
"I reckon it was somewhere about that time I began to get rattled.

I pulled out money and showed it.

He looked the other way, and when I went on talking he turned his back.

I suspect he didn't dare keep on lookin' at money almost within reach.

Anyhow, then I opened on him, firin' both bow guns.