"There's a little difference there, Sammy--about twenty years' difference--in the Federal pen.

But it wasn't destroyed; this note was printed from it by one of the slickest gangs of counterfeiters in the United States--but I don't need to tell you that, I guess you know who they are.

I've been after them a long time, and I've got them now, just as tight as I've got you.

Instead of destroying that plate, you stole it, and disposed of it to the gang.

How much did they give you ?" Matthews' face seemed to hold a dumb horror, and his fingers picked at the arms of the chair.