"And you are willing?"
"Yes, I am willing; but I don't want to get into court if I can help it."
"I told him," explained Deever, "that we would try to keep him out of court. He thinks it might lose him a job he wants to get. There's evidence enough without his, the Lord knows."
"I will hear you now," said Nick.
"The way of it was this," said Flint. "Monday night, about midnight, I was down in the vacant lot of St. Agnes' Hospital. I was just looking for a fellow I heard had gone down that way."
"That was Klein," said Deever.
"I walked up the street, and had just turned the corner of the wall when I saw a man coming up under the trees. He was carrying a big bag.
"I kept out of sight, and watched him. I thought at first that there was some crooked work, but the man with the bag didn't seem to be afraid.
"He came up to the wall in a place where there was some rubbish piled against it, and lifted the bag on to the top of the wall. Then he climbed up himself and let the bag down into the garden. That's all I know about it."
"Did you notice how the man was dressed?"