The doctor nodded.
Kells turned to Borg, said: “Get a cab and wait outside the little gate, down at the end...” He gestured with his hand.
“We got a car.” Borg started toward the door.
“That’s fine — we’ll be out in a few minutes.”
Gilroy sat up slowly, picked up a towel and wiped his face. He said:
“How about a showah, Doc?”
The doctor said it would be all right. He was putting on his coat. Kells took a roll of bills out of his pocket, slipped one off and gave it to the doctor.
Beery was standing near the door. He jerked his head and Kells went over to him. Beery asked quietly: “Brand gave you a check?”
Kells nodded.
“The other guy paid off in cash?”