"I think so. I'm not sure. But if I do that, can you fix the rest?"
"It'll cost money."
"How much will you need?"
"A coupla thousand to start with. More before I've finished. I've got to salve the cops."
Bromfield had prepared for this contingency. He counted out a thousand dollars in bills of large denominations.
"I'll cut that figure in two. Understand. He's not to be hurt. I won't have any rough work."
"Leave that to me."
"And you've got to arrange it so that when the house is raided I escape without being known."
"I'll do that, too. Leave your address and I'll send a man up later to wise you as to the scheme when I get one fixed up."
On a sheet torn from his memorandum book Bromfield wrote the name of the club which he most frequented.