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 and that sort of thing." Kestner, as he turned to the woman seated by the window, seemed to hesitate. "As for you, Sadie, what would you prefer doing?"

Sadie was busy buttoning her gloves.

"Seein' it's such a nice day," she languidly announced, "I guess I'll just blacksnake along Broadway and see what I can slide into!"

"Am I to infer from this," asked Kestner, "that the case rather fails to interest you?"

"Oh, I'll be on the job when the gong rings!" was Sadie's listless reply. "Yuh needn't cut off the mitts, Chief, until yuh're dead sure I've gone to the mat!"