"You are up against it, governor," laughed Harry. "Do you propose to pay in advance for your Chinese clew?"
Old King Brady's answer was a roll of bills.
"I should have looked out for the boy better," he said. "I am willing to pay for my carelessness."
"See, John," he added, holding up ten ten-dollar bills, which he spread out like a fan. "Half now; other half when we get the boy."
The old man eyed the bills longingly, but shook his head.
"No tellee," he said. "You givee two hlundled dollars, den me tell."
"Get out," said Old King Brady, pocketing the bills. "You're a fraud. You don't know anything about the boy."