And Kent was positive his fifty dollars would bring him results--if he lived.
Just why he wanted the information he was after, he could not have told himself.

It was a pet aphorism between O'Connor and him that they had often traveled to success on the backs of their hunches.

And his proposition to Mercer was made on the spur of one of those moments when the spirit of a hunch possessed him.

His morning had been one of unexpected excitement, and now he leaned back in an effort to review it and to forget, if he could, the distressing thing that was bound to happen to him within the next few hours.

But he could not get away from the thickening in his chest.