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Rh There was the creak of an office-chair turning in its socket; then the subdued but big growling voice of the captain.

“Good. Will it come through?”

The voice of Jennings came back with metallic positiveness.

“Yes—four of them are framing. Inside of a month that fool Miller will be giving away his clothes again and telling his friends he’s going to be paroled. There’ll be a dozen of them in it by that time”

“Can we handle it?” The captain’s voice was anxious.

“Leave that to me. One of the four is my man. How’s the warden?”

“The governor is just aching for a chance to get at him. You work that, and he’s done for. And there’ll be something for you and me”

Just then, the trusty in charge called 9009 and the safe-cracker down for dinner, and 9009 heard nothing more. He was not interested, anyway. He was still keeping to himself with savage determination and hugging his copper. In that Rh