“I know a garage where I can swipe one.[Pg 23]

“Swiping it might make trouble for us. Could you hire it?”

“Sure—if I had the price,” said Patsy.

“Here’s a twenty-dollar note. Will that be enough?”

“More than enough.”

“Take it, then,” said Magill. “It shows you, too, that I mean business.”

“I’m wise to that, all right.”

“Do your part, Dolan, and you’ll get a hundred bucks for every dime in that twenty,” Magill added impressively.

“You leave it to me,” Patsy rejoined. “That skirt is as good as on her way.”

CHAPTER VI.
THE MAN WHO DIED.