Eric was master of the situation.
“Now see here, men, listen to me.”
“Go ahead!” growled one.
“In mercy’s name don’t press that trigger,” groaned the other.
Darrell had to smile at the sudden termination to which circumstances had brought the bold raid of the two sneak thieves.
They had come after plunder, but found something more awaiting them.
The little scheme, concocted on the spur of the moment, had been driven into obscurity.
“I am a detective, watching this house.”
Both men groaned.
“Fools we was.”