“Come, Duke, give us our money. Then you take your car—the one you brought us here in ahead of the boys—and get out.”
“Yes, the car’s hidden in the bushes yonder. Give us our money, go start your car, and then we’ll go our way and you yours. You won’t see us again.”
“In any case,” growled Duggan.
“What do you mean by ’any case’?” snarled Duke.
It was plain enough to Jack that he had planned to make dupes of the two men and take all the money. Now that his plans were frustrated, he was by turns humble and threatening.
“None of your impudence,” he growled; “aren’t you under me in the works? Don’t your jobs depend on me?”
“No more than yours depends on our keeping our mouths shut,” ground out Blinky.
“Aw, stow all this lip.”
Duggan shot out the words with menace. His eyes blazed.
“Look here, Duke, yes or no? Play or quit? Money or no money? Ah, you would, would you?”