“I believe in a man having perfect confidence in himself.”

“Yes; but there is such a thing as men failing because of overconfidence.”

“What! Are you going to read me a sermon?” smiled Hare.

“No; but I wish you to steer clear of danger, my boy.”

“If a stranger heard you talk, he would put me down for being a blooming innocent.”

“Where do you expect to find your man?” asked Burt.

“At Steve Shaw’s.”

“Does he hang out in that crib?”

“Sure.”

“It seems to me, Frank, that you know where every criminal in New York hangs out.”