But this time I'm all for the coppers.

I hope they land Larry--he's got it coming to him.

Remember that he's a stool and a squealer." And swiftly Barney switched the subject.

"Let's be moving along, Jimmie." He drew Maggie out into the hall, to make more certain that Miss Grierson would not overhear.

"Well, Maggie," he exulted, "haven't I made good so far in my bargain to put you over ?" "Yes." "Of course we're going slow at first.