But it seemed to me that from the moment Inspector Kedsty laid his eyes on that girl he was a little too anxious to let McTrigger go and hang you in his place.

A little too anxious, Kent." The irony of the thing brought a hard smile to Kent's lips as he nodded for the cigars.

"I'll try one of these on top of the pipe," he said, nipping off the end of the cigar with his teeth.

"And you forget that I'm not going to hang, Bucky.

Cardigan has given me until tomorrow night.