"One of the most accomplished crooks in all America."
"And from where?" was the next indulgent interrogation.
"From one of the richest banks in this city."
Trotter's calm and deliberate tones were beginning to nettle the other man a little.
"Then it hasn't actually been done?"
"No!"
"Yet you know it IS to be done?"
"Yes!"
Pyott was smiling by this time, quite broadly. "Would you kindly tell me just how you know all this? Just what first opened up the road to your somewhat startling knowledge?"
"Some turkey bones!"