"Them ere cold water chaps aren't a going to crow over me that ere way, no how. I tell you what it is, boys, you must contrive some way to get Jim in here some night; he has got money now, and if he won't drink himself, he shall stand treat any how. We've treated him many a time." "Dat am de fac," says Ring-nosed Bill. "Shut your clapper, you drunken nigger, you; who axt you to put in your oar. If you want to do anything, just get Jim Reagan, by hook or crook, in here once more." "And you will give him what you did Pedlar Jake." "Shut pan, or I'll chuck your ivory into your bread-basket. What's in your wool, Snakey?" "Dis nigger knows how to fix him. Make him come his self." "Let her rip, Snakey; how'll you do it?" "Jis go to work at right end foremost. 'Spose you the debble stick him forked tongue right out all at once to frighten Fader Adam? No, sir-ee; he creep round mighty sly, and wiggle him tail at Mudder Eve, and den she come it over de old man. Dat am the way. Aren't you got no gumption?" "I understand. Who shall the Eve be, Snakey?" "Smoky Sal. She is a pet of his. He got her in." "I know it. She is in that old missionary's claws. How are you going to get her out?" "Dat easy 'nuff, so you work him right. Gib us a drink, Cale. I isn't going to grab for you for nothing." "I'll give you a gallon if you bring him in. How'll you do it?' "Do you think this nigger am a fool, sure? 'Spose I gwine to tell you, and lose the gallon. Take notice, Ring-nose, it's a fair trade. So jis you git ready to-morrow night for business, case he'll be down then." The next night the trap was set. Snakey went to One-eyed Angeline, and promised her a share in the gallon, if she would contrive a plan to get Smoky Sal out of the House of Industry, and get her over to Cale Jones's, and get her drunk. These two had long been sisters in sin. One had reformed, or was trying to reform, for Reagan had got her into the House, and seemed very anxious for her, having, as he said, been the cause of her downfall. The other hated her for her reformation, and would drag her back, down, down, to the wretched life she had escaped from.