"Vell, dot vos all right, if ve vos sure dere vos dhirty dousand tollars in dot safes."
"There's not the shadow of a doubt of it. The money was paid to Marsden at noon to-day, or rather yesterday, as it is now past midnight."
"Put vhy didn't he put it in der pank?"
"He's a queer fellow—rich and very eccentric; has had a row with every bank president in the city, and swears that not one of them shall ever handle another dollar that he controls. He expects to take the greater part of the money to Meriden and Hartford to-morrow."
"Py gracious, Parney! ve vill safe him dot trouples, ha, ha!"
"We will try to, at any rate. And now come on."
"One moment, Parney. Suppose they should vake up."
"Hum, I wish we had a little chloroform with us."
"Yes, put ve ha'n't got von trop."
"No, and so——"