THE BRASS BOWL
"And what," broke in the new-comer, "what am I going to do meanwhile?"
"Devil the bit I care! Stay here and keep this impetuous female from calling up Police Headquarters, for a good guess. … Speaking of which, I think we had best settle this telephone business once and for all."
The burglar turned again to the desk and began to work over the instrument with a small screwdriver which he produced from his coat pocket, talking the while.
"Our best plan, my dear Bannerman, is for you to come with me, at least as far as the nearest corner. You can wait there, if you're too cowardly to go the limit, like a man. … I'll get the loot and join you, and we can make a swift hike for the first train that goes farthest out of town. … A pity, for we've done pretty well, you and I, old boy: you with your social entrée and bump of locality to locate the spoils, me with my courage and skill to lift 'em, and an equitable division. … Oh, don't worry about her, Ban-
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