"He's stayin' with friends?" queried The Spider.
"Yes. And I think you know most of them."
"Thanks for the tip, Pony."
"You going down there alone, Jim?"
"I might."
"I wouldn't," said Baxter.
"I know dam' well you wouldn't," laughed The Spider.
Scarcely had The Spider stepped into the cab when four men slouched from a dark stairway entrance a few doors down the street and watched the cab turn a distant corner.
"Well, you missed a good chance," said one of the men, as they moved slowly toward the entrance to Pony Baxter's.
"How about you? If you ain't forgetting it was the first one of us that seen him was to get him."