"Why, there wan't none enyhow.

That guy skipped out North agin." "All right; we'll let it go this time.

Now one more question and I am done.

Under whose orders are you in charge here ?" He was so long in answering, his eyes glaring ugly under heavy brows, that I elevated my weapon, half believing he meditated an attack.
"You 've got to answer, Coombs," I said sternly, "or take the consequences.

I 'm in dead earnest." Suddenly I became aware that his glance was not directly upon me, and I lifted my own eyes to the surface of the tarnished mirror behind where he sat.