"No indeed, Spider."
"Nor yet t' feel a stiletta diggin' between y'r shoulders or over y'r collar bone."
"Worst of all, Spider."
"Well, you'd best pack y'r little trunk an' fade away, bo!" Ravenslee sat up suddenly and looked at the Spider with eyes very bright and wide.
"Not for all the gangs that ever ganged!" said he softly.
"Eh?" exclaimed the Spider, staring, "what's yer game?"
"I'm going to try to buck this gang clean out of existence."
"You are, eh?"
"I am."
"Bo," sighed the Spider, shaking his head, "you ain't a ordinary fool—you're a damned fool!"