“I don’t trust him, by God!” said Vinnis.
“I trust nobody,” said Bat doggedly, “but Connor’s straight——”
There was a rap on the door.
“Who’s there?”
“All right!” said the muffled voice.
Bat unlocked the door, and Connor came in. What he had seen or what he had heard had brought about a marvelous change in his appearance—his cheeks were a dull red, and his eyes blazed with triumph.
“Boys,” he said, and they caught the infectious thrill in his voice, “I’ve got the biggest thing for you—a million pounds, share and share alike.”
He felt rather than heard the excitement his words caused. He stood with his back to the half-opened door.
“I’m going to introduce a new pal,” he rattled on breathlessly. “I’ll vouch for him.”
“Who is he?” asked Bat. “Do we know him?”