“Well, what’s the idea?” Foster demanded excitedly. “What’s the idea, anyway?”
“The idea is to—clean up the town,” Wint told him.
“You’re in earnest?”
“Yes.”
“You mean to stop bootlegging?”
“Yes.”
“Good Lord!” said Foster.
The solicitor’s consternation gave Wint confidence. He asked: “Why, what’s wrong with that?”
“Wrong? Nothing’s wrong. But you’ll surely start something.”
“I mean to stop something.”