"With the consent of the woman, of course! Gilday of the Union Bank told me he saw her give her consent himself!"
"The woman played crooked then—or they fooled her," Groll said softly, looking at Bofinger, who bent his head and bit his lips with repressed fury. "Then here's the situation," he began. "You can't get hold of Fargus, no property to attach, and you're in the clutches of Sammamon? How much do you owe him?"
"Over twelve thousand and he has attached all I had in the bank. That's the worst of all!"
"He was quick about it."
"He was slinking around the court, damn him, when Fargus turned up."
"Have you any other property?"
Bofinger took out a few bills and small change, saying:
"That's what I'm worth to-day. Not a cent more; I had banked all on that."
"So you're cleaned out?"