To the plan that was forming itself in his mind, solitude was as vital as the cooperation of Alexander Toppet Fingers.
Just how far he could win that cooperation was the problem which confronted him now, and he waited anxiously for the return of Father Layonne, listening for the sound of his footsteps in the outer hall.
If, after all, that inspirational thought of last night came to nothing, if Fingers should fail him-- He shrugged his shoulders.

If that happened, he could see no other chance.

He would have to go on and take his medicine at the hands of a jury.

But if Fingers played up to the game-- He looked out on the river again, and again it was the river that seemed to answer him.

If Fingers played with him, they would beat Kedsty and the whole of N Division! And in winning he would prove out the greatest psychological experiment he had ever dared to make.