Big Bob then turned his head away with an exclamation of rage.

Scoby pointed to the brandy bottle and moved his white lips.

Frank, who held the stimulant, asked a question with his eyes.
"Yes," Nestor said, "give him a stiff dose.

He is about all in." The drink was taken greedily, and in a few moments the fellow appeared to be gaining temporary strength.

Then Nestor asked: "Where are Don Miguel and Felix ?" "I know nothing about the foxy guy," growled the watchman.
"Then where is the Mexican ?" was the next question.
Scoby fixed his gaze on the brandy flask longingly, and Nestor saw that he was bargaining for another drink of the liquid.
"Very well," he said.