"I've been planning this stunt for an
emergency--and it's here. Now for the big scare!"
CHAPTER XX
THE SPEAKING ARC
"Looks pretty deserted here," remarked Garrick to Dillon's man,
who had accompanied us from the door into the now deserted
gambling den.
"Yes," he grinned, "there's not much use in keeping me here since
they took all the stuff to headquarters. Now and then one of the
old rounders who has been out of town and hasn't heard of the raid
comes in. You should see their faces change when they catch sight
of my uniform. They never stop to ask questions," he chuckled.
"They just beat it."
I was wondering how the police regarded Garrick's part in the
matter, and while Garrick was busy I asked, "Have you seen
Inspector Herman lately?"
The man laughed.
"What's the matter?" I asked, "Is he sore at having the raid
pulled off over his head?"
"Sore?" the roundsman repeated, "Oh, not a bit, not a bit. He
enjoyed it. It gave him so much credit," the man added
sarcastically, "especially after he fell down in getting the
evidence against that other place around the corner.
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