“Along about four o’clock a bloke came in.
“It was Sim Rich.
“Darwin had given me a knockdown to him some time before.
“At a glance I saw that he was excited about something.
“He spied me, came up, caught hold of my arm, dragged me after him out of the saloon, pushed me into a cab and ordered the cabby to hurry up and not lose sight of another cab that was just turning into Broadway.
“My breath was taken away.
“I didn’t know what to make of Rich’s actions.
“The cab started, and before I could utter a word, Rich said:
“‘Brockey, I need your assistance.’
“‘You can have it, if you pay for it,’ I replied.