"You could meet him outside."
"Too risky. If the other anarchists got on to his connection with me, his life wouldn't be worth a plugged nickel!"
"But you know where he lives?"
Anderson shook his head.
"Then how do you send him his share of the proceeds?"
"I send it in cash on a certain day every week. I put it in an envelope together with a statement of the week's business, and send it to a name and address previously furnished me that day over the 'phone. It's always different. Generally to a hotel, to be called for. I send it by messenger."
"Have you never had the curiosity to follow up the messenger?"
"No, sir! I've learned that it's healthier for me to follow instructions. I get my instructions over the 'phone, and by Gad! if they're not carried out to the letter he knows it, and I soon know it from him!"
"He must be a wonderful man."
"He's a marvel! Say it scares you like, the way he knows things. He tells me everything to do: who to see and how to approach him; how to follow him up. And everything always turns out just the way he says. It's like magic!"