“I know you are the man who said my father was a thief,” was the bitter answer.
“I was only fooling, Bob.”
“I knew you wasn’t telling the truth.”
“I thought I could get you to join in our little plan to make money.”
“And you found out I wasn’t built that way, Barker.”
“That’s so. But you are making a big mistake by handing me over to the police.”
“I think it will be a first-class job done.”
“You want to learn something about yourself, don’t you?” went on Barker, significantly.
Bob breathed hard. Barker had touched the subject dearest to his heart.
“It’s natural that I should, isn’t it?” was the slow response.