THE HAND OF PERIL
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reassuring, through the open cab-door as they swung down into the West Drive.
"I had to knock him out with the butt of his gun. Slow down a little until I go through his pockets."
Wilsnach crawled forward until Kestner suddenly commanded him to stop.
"There's an empty taxi. I'll catch that, and cut across to the Avenue." He was out on the running-board by this time, with the black bag in his hand, hailing the passing taxicab. Then he turned back to Wilsnach. "Your man's still down and out in there. Pick up that federal tailer at the Circle and get to the Forty-seventh Street station as fast as you can. Then make for the Lambert house. We're behind time, and this is just the beginning of our night's work!"
