“Quite so––and been there all the time. Now, Bob has the old warrant for him: the question is, how to get him out.”
De Spain reflected a moment before replying: “John, I’d let him alone just for the present,” he said at length.
Lefever’s eyes bulged: “Let Sassoon alone?”
“He will keep––for a while, anyway.”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t want to stir things up too strong over that way just at the minute, John.”
“Why not?”
De Spain shuffled a little: “Well, Jeffries thinks we might let things rest till Duke Morgan and the others get over some of their soreness.”
Lefever, astonished at the indifference of de Spain to the opportunity of nabbing Sassoon, 255 while he could be found, expostulated strongly. When de Spain persisted, Lefever, huffed, confided to Bob Scott that when the general manager got ready he could catch Sassoon himself.
De Spain wanted for Nan’s sake, as well as his own, to see what could be done to pacify her uncle and his relatives so that a wedge might be driven in between them and their notorious henchman, and Sassoon brought to book with their consent; on this point, however, he was not quite bold-faced enough to take his friends into his confidence.