"It won't only be worse for you," Braun went on. "It'll be worse for all of us, if you tell the truth."
"All right, then," Yetta said reluctantly. "I'll lie."
Just then Mabel rushed in without knocking.
"Pick-Axe and a plain-clothes man are out here with a warrant for Yetta," she cried. "Where can we hide her?"
"We won't hide her," Braun said. "We don't want to seem afraid of this charge."
"What's it all about?" she asked.
"Why, Pick-Axe was getting gay as usual," Braun said. "He slipped on the wet pavement or tripped over something and bumped his head. I guess he's trying to make an assault charge out of it."
"What?" Mabel asked in astonishment. "He's got the face to say that Yetta attacked him?"
Yetta started to say, "I did," but Braun kicked her unobtrusively and she kept still.
"Go out and tell them we will surrender at once," Braun said.