Duffy said softly into the phone, “She’s in the other room.”
Sam groaned. “That dame’ll get you into trouble. Look, Bill, for God’s sake chuck this thing, will you? I’ve heard the Post will give you a job, right up your street, and a swell equipment on the side.”
Duffy said, “Thanks, pal, but I’m on to something big. Not peanut money, but the right stuff. I’m getting out tomorrow and I’m hitting the coast. When I’ve spent it all, I’ll be back. Olga and me are getting on fine.”
Sam said, “Alice’ll kill me if I don’t bring you back tonight. She told me to drag you by the short hairs.”
“It’s time you left Alice, if that’s the way she’s talking.” Duffy grinned. “No, I’m going ahead. When we’re in the money, we’ll invite you over.”
“It’s on the level?” Sam sounded worried.
“Is any big dough on the level?” Duffy asked. “Don’t you sweat about me, I’m okay.”
Sam said, “I’m going to have a sweet time with Alice tonight.”
“Tell her about Olga. She’ll understand. Tell her Olga’s swell. She won’t expect me then.”
“Is she?” Sam sounded curious.