I'm just anybody, for the present." "Why all this modesty to-day?
When you first wanted to go in with me, I couldn't call you no violet, Bland.

You said then that your name was worth a lot." Bland's loose lips parted in a crafty grin.

"It is worth a lot, bo--to keep it under cover right now.

One of them newspaper guys reminded me of somebody.

I don't think he remembered me--but it wouldn't do us no good now to joggle his memory, bo.