chances."
I took up the telephone and gave the necessary order. McCann returned, and Ricori said to him:
"When I am clothed, we go to the doll-shop. Who is in the car with Tony?"
"Larson and Cartello."
"Good. It may be that the witch knows we are coming. It may be that she has listened through the girl's
dead ears as she spoke from her dead throat. No matter. We shall assume that she did not. Are there
bars on the door?"
McCann said: "Boss, I ain't been in the shop. I don't know. There's a glass panel. If there's bars we can
work 'em. Tony'll get the tools while you put on your clothes."
"Dr. Lowell," Ricori turned on me. "Will you give me your word that you will not change your mind about