"Come out of there," he said distinctly.
After a few seconds Smith came out.
"Good God!" said Stormont in a low voice. "What are you doing here,
Darragh?"
Darragh came close and rested one hand on Stormont's shoulder:
"Don't crab my game, Stormont. I never dreamed you were in the
Constabulary or I'd have let you know."
"Are you Hal Smith?"
"I sure am. Where's the girl?"
"Handcuffed out yonder."
"Then for God's sake go back and ac as if you hadn't found me. Tell
Mayor Chandler that I'm after bigger game than he is."
"Clinch?"