I _been_ stuck up." "Really!" "Twice.

Tame as a house cat, me--both times.

I s'pose I'll get nicked again sometime." "And you won't offer any resistance ?" "Not a one, cull." "I'm relieved to be assured of that." For a second time the driver flashed a glance at his companion.

It was a peculiar remark and voiced in a queer tone.

"Yes?
Why ?" "Because--" Gray slightly shifted his position, there was a movement of his right hand--the one farthest away from the man at the wheel--and simultaneously his left arm slipped from the back of the seat and tightly encircled the latter's waist.