"That's good. If he's half awake, it's all the better for us."
"What's the game, Steve?"
"Don't be impatient, Wally. Let's go over details. Do you know what I did when I went downstairs in the hotel?"
"You picked up a road map for one thing. I know that because you showed me how to get out here. You told me to take my time. I'm glad you let me come easy, because this road is a rough one, all right. I nearly busted a spring. I'll bet there's not a car a week comes along here."
"That's all the better. Well, I'll tell you something else I did while I was downstairs. I picked up a few timetables, and it took me just about three minutes to find out what I wanted to know."
"What was that?"
"The times of passenger trains on some of the branch lines in and out of Harrisburg. This branch back here for instance."
"Did you get the dope you wanted?"
"I did, Wally," he said. "I'll come to that later. After you started away, I walked down the street by the hotel. We did a neat job getting this fellow Vincent into your car. He looked just like a regular drunk.
"When I'd been out on the street before I came up to find you in the room, I saw this sedan, and it looked like an easy one to pinch. These babies were all I needed" — he clinked a bunch of keys in his pocket — "so I gave you time to get started and then I followed along in this nice new automobile. I picked up a few articles I needed while I was on my way here and now I'm ready for business."