"What--what--" he stammered.
"I've been telling her that you are the one who really squealed on Red Hannigan and Jack Rosenfeldt." "You're a damned liar!" Barney burst out, and instantly from beneath his left arm he whipped an automatic which he thrust against Larry's stomach.

"Take that back, damn you, or I'll blow you straight to hell!" "Barney!--Larry!" interjected Maggie in sickened fright.
"This is nothing to worry over, Maggie," Larry said.

He looked back at Barney.

"Oh, I knew you would flash a gun on me at some stage of the game.

But you're not going to shoot." "You'll see, if you don't take that back!" Larry realized that his hot blood had driven him into an enterprise of daring, in which only bluff and the playing of his highest cards could help him through.
"You don't think I was such a fool as to walk into this place without taking precautions," he said contemptuously.