Mr. Hamlin looked at Van Loo curiously. There was a certain amount of conviction in what he said. He had never met this kind of creature before. He had surpassed even Hamlin's first intuition of his character. He amused and interested him. But Mr. Hamlin was also a man of the world, and knew that Van Loo's reasoning might be good. He put his hands in his pockets, and said gravely, “What IS your little game?” Van Loo had been seized with another inspiration of desperation. Steptoe had been partly responsible for this situation. Van Loo knew that Jack and Steptoe were not friends. He had certain secrets of Steptoe's that might be of importance to Jack. Why should he not try to make friends with this powerful free-lance and half-outlaw? “It's a game,” he said significantly, “that might be of interest to your friends to hear.” Hamlin took his hands out of his pockets, turned on his heel, and said, “Come with me.” “But I must go by that coach now,” said Van Loo desperately, “or--I've told you what would happen.” “Come with me,” said Jack coolly. “If I'm satisfied with what you tell me, I'll put you down at the next station an hour before that coach gets there.” “You swear it?” said Van Loo hesitatingly. “I've SAID it,” returned Jack. “Come!” and Van Loo followed Mr. Hamlin into the station hotel. CHAPTER VI. The abrupt disappearance of Jack Hamlin and the strange lady and gentleman visitor was scarcely noticed by the other guests of the Divide House, and beyond the circle of Steptoe and his friends, who were a distinct party and strangers to the town, there was no excitement. Indeed, the hotel proprietor might have confounded them together, and, perhaps, Van Loo was not far wrong in his belief that their identity had not been suspected. Nor were Steptoe's followers very much concerned in an episode in which they had taken part only at the suggestion of their leader, and which had terminated so tamely. That they would have liked a “row,” in which Jack Hamlin would have been incidentally forced to disgorge his winnings, there was no doubt, but that their interference was asked solely to gratify some personal spite of Steptoe's against Van Loo was equally plain to them. There was some grumbling and outspoken criticism of his methods.