"Howard, will you not let up on me?" he pleaded, humbly, his tone trembling with fear.
"What will I gain by it?" I artfully said.
"Why, they always let the one go who turns State's evidence," he said, eagerly. "Give me a chance, won't you?"
How disgusted I was with Stanton!
A traitor to the force, he was no sooner found out than he was ready to turn traitor to his pals.
"I'll promise you nothing," I coldly returned. "You can tell me what you please, and if I then think your information worthy of mercy to you, you shall have it."
"You always were a good fellow," he said, fawningly, "and I'll trust you."
"You must do exactly as I say."
"I will," he promptly answered.
An idea had occurred to me.