But he only said: "Why do you call me a detective ?" Loge shrugged his shoulders.

Then he said again: "Your real price ?" "What," said Cleggett, trying him out, "do you think of $20,000 ?" The other gave a long, low whistle.
"Gad!" he cried, "what crooks you bulls are." "It's not so much," said Cleggett deliberately, "when one takes everything into consideration." Loge appeared to meditate.

Then he said: "That figure is out of the question.

I'll give you $10,000 and not a cent more." "You want her pretty badly," said Cleggett.

"Or you want what's on her." "Why," said Loge, with an assumption of great frankness, "between you and me I don't care a damn about your boat.