They went out.
Going down in the elevator, they said nothing.
It will have been noticed that not one of the three men had made any remark on the real nature of the forthcoming expedition. It was admittedly dark. The amount of pay and the bonus were quite enough to throw light on the edges of the affair. Blood did not want to explore farther. It wasn’t the first dark job he’d been on, and the less he knew the more easily could he swear to innocence in case of capture.
Harman seemed of this way of thinking also, for, when they turned into the street, all he said was:
“Well, come and have a drink.”
“I don’t mind,” said Blood. “I’m not a drinking man, as a rule; but that chap has made me feel dry somehow or another.”
He had taken a black dislike to Shiner.