The men quickly unclamped the locks and lifted Pauline out.
"Take off the ropes and the bandages," ordered Wrentz.
"Take them off? Why, she'll scream," exclaimed one.
"If she does you may choke her to death in the car," replied Wrentz.
"Why not here?" asked the oldest of the men. "Didn't Mr. —"
"Hush your mouth! You confounded rascal!" Wrentz screamed. "Are you going to mention that name here?"
"What harm—as long as she is to die? Dead women tell no more tales than dead men."
"I will name all names that are to be spoken," declared Wrentz.
"Well, he of the name that is unspoken—at least he did say that we must have no delays. We want to earn our money as well as you, Louis —remember that."
"Come, come," he said. "This is no way to be arguing among friends. You'll get your money all right; but there is one thing to remember-you ain't get it except through me. So let me handle the matter. Put the girl in the car."