this concealment means
something more than bashfulness. Perhaps the stranger can explain.

[Enters schoolhouse, and closes door.

SCENE 2.--The same. Enter CONCHO, lame, cautiously, from R. Pauses at
R., and then beckons to HOP SING, who follows R.

Concho (impatiently). Well! you saw him?

Hop Sing. Me see him.

Concho. And you recognized him?

Hop Sing. No shabe likoquize.

Concho (furiously). You knew him, eh? Carramba! You KNEW him.

Hop Sing (slowly and sententiously). Me shabe man you callee Diego.
Me shabbee Led Gulchee call Sandy. Me shabbee man Poker Flat callee
Alexandlee Molton. Allee same, John! Allee same!

Concho (rubbing his hands). Bueno! Good John! good John! And you knew he
was called Alexander Morton? And go on--good John--go on!

Hop Sing. Me plentee washee shirtee--Melican man Poker Flat. Me plentee
washee shirt Alexandlee Molton. Always litee, litee on shirt allee time.
(Pointing to tail of his blouse, and imitating writing with finger.)
Alexandlee Molton. Melican man tellee me--shirt say Alexandlee
Molton--shabbee?

Concho. Bueno! Excellent John. Good John. His linen marked Alexander
Morton. The proofs are gathering! (crosses to C.)--the letter I found in
his pack, addressed to Alexander Morton, Poker Flat, which first put me
on his track; the story of his wife's infidelity, and her flight with
his partner to red Gulch, the quarrel and fight that separated them, his
flight to San Jose, his wanderings to the mission of San Carmel, to the
rancho of the Holy Fisherman. The record is complete!

Hop Sing. Alexandlee Molton--

Concho (hurriedly returning to HOP SING). Yes! good John; yes, good
John--go on. Alexander Morton--

Hop Sing. Alexandlee Molton. Me washee shirt, Alexandlee Molton; he no
pay washee. Me washee flowty dozen hep--four bittie dozen--twenty dollar
hep. Alexandlee Molton no payee. He say, "Go to hellee!" You pay me
(extending his hand).

Concho. Car--! (checking himself). Poco tiempo, John! In good time,
John. Forty dollar--yes. Fifty dollar! Tomorrow, John.

Hop Sing. Me no likee "to-mollow!" Me no likee "nex time, John!"
Allee time Melican man say, "Chalkee up, John," "No smallee change,
John,"--umph. Plenty foolee me!

Concho. You shall have your money, John; but go now--you comprehend.
Carramba! go! (Pushes HOP SING to wing.)

Hop Sing (expostulating). Flowty dozen, hep, John! twenty dollar, John.
Sabe. Flowty--twenty--(gesticulating with fingers).

[Ex