Woodward hesitated a moment. “I’ve got an office in the Dell Building — the number’s in the book.”
“You can go.”
Woodward got up and said: “Good-day, sir.” He nodded at Fenner, went out.
Kells took Fenner’s twenty-five-thousand-dollar check out of his inside coat pocket. He unfolded it and looked at it for a minute and then he said: “Let’s go over to the bank and have this certified.”
They went out together
Chapter Five
Kells slept most of the afternoon. Doctor Janis stopped by at seven. The leg was pretty stiff.
Janis said. “You ought to stay in a couple days, anyway. You’re damned lucky it was the edge of the fan got you — Dickinson got the middle...”
Kells asked: “How is he?”
“He’ll be all right. He’s too tough.”