"Yes, and the police'll get Hen. And, say, that Swede ain't such a gink when yuh get a second look at him."
"I don't know. I didn't get a second look at him; but the way he pulled out that wad—I charged him four bucks for a dollar-'n'-a-half room. And—"
"S-st!" warned the boy.
It was Jan re-entering the office.
"What's wrong?" demanded the clerk.
"Paper and envelope, please," said Jan.
"Oh!" The clerk looked relieved and passed them over. Jan took out a carpenter's thick-leaded pencil and wrote on the sheet of paper: "You must buy some things for the trip on the boat." He looked at the clerk and then at the boy, and went out into the hall, folded one ten-dollar bill and two twenty-dollar bills inside the sheet, sealed and addressed the envelope, and brought it in to the boy.
"You take this up to the lady. Give it to her and hurry away before she can open it. And if you are back in two minutes—"
The boy was back in less time. Jan gave him half a dollar and passed out into the street.