“Turn around and I’ll unwind you. What was he in for? Stand still.”

“Blowing a safe six or seven months ago⁠—Turlock’s, the jeweler. Reno, Put Collings, Blackie Whalen, Hank O’Marra, and a little lame guy called Step-and-a-Half. They had plenty of cover⁠—Lew Yard⁠—but the jewelers’ association dicks tied the job to them last week. So Noonan had to go through the motions. It doesn’t mean anything. They got out on bail at five o’clock this afternoon, and that’s the last anybody will ever hear about it. Reno’s used to it. He was already out on bail for three other capers. Suppose you mix another little drink while I’m inserting myself in the dress.”

The Silver Arrow was halfway between Personville and Mock Lake.