"I met my man last night. He won't touch the stuff—says it is too risky."
"Humph! What does he expect? A fortune for nothing? What have you to say, Number Six?"
"I got a long letter from Denver. The man out there will take twenty thousand dollars' worth at fifteen per cent."
"Didn't you tell him our rate was twenty-five per cent.?"
"I did, but he won't bite at that figure. He says he will go elsewhere."
"Where can he go?"
"He didn't say, but he swears he can get the goods."
"Not as good as ours. However, let him have the stuff at fifteen per cent. for the present."
There was a pause. "Now, has anybody got anything to say?"
"I have," spoke up the man called Number Three. "I say we must be careful. That tragedy at the Langmore house has brought a lot of detectives to this vicinity."