"Take dictation:
"'We offer five hundred dollars—' You authorize that, Worth?"
"Sure. What's it for?"
"Never mind. You keep at your job. 'Five hundred dollars for the arrest of Silent Steve Skeels—' Wait. Make that 'arrest or detention,' Got it?"
"All right, Mr. Boyne."
—"'Skeels, gambler, who left San Francisco about one in the afternoon yesterday March sixth. Presumed he went by train; maybe by auto. He is man thirty-eight to forty; five feet seven or eight; weighs about one hundred forty. Hair, light brown; eyes light blue—' Make it gray-blue, Barbara."
Worth glanced up from where he was jotting down telephone numbers to drawl,
"You know who you're describing there?"
"Yes—Steve Skeels."