“By taking us to the Nevada Bank in a hurry.”
“Get in.”
The door of the cab was jerked open, and Frank urged Chandler and Barney in. He paused to say to the driver:
“Every minute is precious. You know I pay right off the reel if you give satisfaction. Do your best.”
The door slammed, and away went the cab.
“Barney,” said Frank, when they were started, “this cab will land us at the corner of Montgomery and Pine streets, where I shall leave it to complete my business with Mr. Chandler. I want you to stay in the cab, which will take you to my hotel. You are to tell the boys I have bought a yacht, and every man must be on board ready to sail before noon. Get them together, have Rattleton settle the hotel bill, and see that they are all ready to get out of the place, for I shall want them to start the instant I appear.”
“Did yez ivver hear th’ loikes av it?” gurgled the Irish lad. “Oi nivver knew anybody to do anything in such a rush in all my loife.”
“A rush is required in this case, or Lord Stanford will get too much the start of me.”
Frank finished giving Barney instructions during the ride, and before the bank was reached, the Irish lad knew exactly what was expected of him.
When the bank was reached, Frank and Chandler got out. Frank gave the driver the promised money, and added something to pay him for taking Barney to the hotel.