Hashknife didn’t hesitate, but led the way up the alley. The man had passed the little restaurant and was standing at the edge of the sidewalk just beyond. It was too dark for them to see what he looked like, except that he was tall. Finally he went on up the street toward the hotel. “Do yuh think he was tryin’ to dry gulch us?” asked Sleepy. “Who knows? He was waitin’ for somebody, but we scared him away from the alley. He could look through the window and see that we’re gone.” They went slowly up the sidewalk, wa…