"Don't try to fool me in that silly fashion, my friend. I know too much about you. So drop it, or you'll step out of this into the police station. You should choose companions who don't blab, you know."
That made him begin to sit up and take notice. "I've been drunk, haven't I?"
"No. Not too drunk to play the decoy, my man."
"Don't understand," he mumbled, shaking his head.
"All right. I haven't time to fool about with your sort. You can try that on the police;" and I rose and went to the telephone.
"Wait a bit," he cried hurriedly. "I'll try to remember things."
"Give me the nearest police station," I said into the 'phone, but without releasing the receiver.
That was enough for him. "Don't bring them here," he said with an oath. "I'll tell you all I know."
"I only want one thing. Who put you on to me? Tell me that and you can go."
He tried to lie and mentioned a name at random.