"In Calamont. You will have no difficulty in finding him. Ask the first man you meet in the street to direct you to old Bill Turner, and he will do it."
"That part of it is all right—if he is not too old to go."
"Oh, I think he can be induced to do it. Old Bill likes the looks of a dollar as well as any man you ever knew. You have only to offer him enough, and his rheumatism will disappear like magic."
"Then that part of it is all right, too. I am to understand that I have the same free hand in the matter that I did before?"
"Of course. Your directions are: Catch Black Madge and break up her gang."
"And that, I suppose, is about all that you have to say to me at present."
"Yes; unless you have some questions to ask."
"Not one, thank you. I will ask them of Black Madge—when I catch her."
"Good! I hope it won't be long before you can ask them."
"I don't think it will be very long; only, she is a little bit the smartest woman I ever tried to handle."