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166 Camp Verde or brought up from there? Mail, telegrams, tobacco? I'm sending in a couple of telegrams for Healy. He came round for a few minutes after we'd fixed up his arm and before I gave him his hypodermic."

When they were alone in the tent arranged for them with its three cots of white enamel and simple furniture, Larkin spoke with nodding emphasis though he kept his voice low.

"'E's at 'is hold tricks hagain. Comes to for a minute and starts sendin' tellygrams. 'Oo in 'ell is 'e sendin' 'em to?"

"None of our business. Lefty."

"That's where you're jolly well wrong. It his our bizness. 'E's got somefing hup 'is sleeve, 'e 'as, and it hain't no fairy gift for you and me. Or for 'Arvey, seein' 'e's in wiv hus now. Remember w'ot 'e said on the mesa? That me an' you was bound to lose. And that Castro was in on it somewhere?"

"What did you know about Healy before, Harvey?" asked Stone. "You don't have to tell us, of course."

"I didn't say I wouldn't," said Harvey. "I promised him I wouldn't mention it of my own accord. He didn't figger you'd be likely to ask me. 'Tain't much, ennyway. Healy used to be faro-dealer in Nogales for a slick Greaser named Castro. Used ter work for him before at Juarez, I've heard. Then Healy set up for himself down to Bisbee and he got inter some trubble thar. Shot a chap who 'cused him of cheatin'. Gen'ral opinion was thet the chap