“Yep.”
“But what about the police?”
“Police! Nothing. Why they’d beat it in a quick launch before the cops had begun to remember they weren’t awake.”
“Well, let’s notify the police and have an ambush ready for them.”
“Not me,” said Candon. “I don’t want to have any dealings with the law. Why if McGinnis and his crowd were taken, they’d swear Lord knows what about me. Besides I’m not friends with the bulls. I’m no crook, I’ve never looked inside a jail, but I’ve seen enough good men done in by the law to make me shy of it.”
“But see here,” said Hank. “I can’t take her out at night. I don’t know the lights, I’d pile her up sure.”
“I’ll take her out,” said Candon, “I’d take her out with my eyes shut. It’s near full moon and we’ll have the ebb, what more do you want?”
Hank turned to George.
“Let’s get out,” said George. “We don’t want a mix-up with those people; if we get piled, why we have the boat.”
Hank turned to Candon.