"I s'pose so."
"Vell, den, maybe dey'll offer a rewards for him. Eh? If you turns him over to der bolice, der bolice vill git der rewards. Ain't it?"
"Dat's so. I never t'ought of dat."
"Sure," went on Sam. "Now yust you lay low und you sees vot happens alretty yet."
"Dat's a good idea, Sam," agreed Jimmy. "I'll say nuttin' fer a few days. I ain't much stuck on de cops, anyhow. Dey might ask me too many questions. I'll keep mum fer a few days and see what happens. But how will I know if dere's a reward offered?"
"Vhy, it'll be in der babers. Vun't it?"
"Dat's so. But I can't read, Dutchy."
"So? Dot's bad. Den I tell you vot ve do. I'll keep my vedder eyes vide opens und ven I sees der rewards notice I'll tell you. Eh? How's dot?"
"Fine! I'll give you some of the money, Dutchy, if I git any."
"Dot's nice. Vell, I got t' go me after some more babers. I hopes you gits der big rewards. Likely as not he vos a rich feller und his fader'll pay big money t' git him back. Yust you lays low und said nottings."