where to look for you, it is plain he's got no use for you—not, at least, until your attitude towards the organization changes."
"It hasn't. But I'm obliged."
"Sure you can't see your way to work with us?"
"Absolutely."
"Mind you, I'll have to report to the Old Man. I've got to tell him your answer."
"I don't think I need tell you what to tell him," said Lanyard with a grin.
"Still, it's worth thinking over. I know the Old Man's mind well enough to feel safe in offering you any inducement you can name, in reason, if you'll come to us. Ten thousand francs in your pocket before morning, if you like, and freedom to chuck this filthy job of yours—"
"Please stop there!" Lanyard interrupted hotly. "I was beginning to like you, too … Why persist in reminding me you're intimate with the brute who had Roddy butchered in his sleep?"
"Poor devil!" Wertheimer said gently. "That was a sickening business, I admit. But who told you—?"
"Never mind. It's true, isn't it?"
"Yes," the Englishman admitted gravely—"it's true. It lies at Bannon's door, when all's said. … Perhaps you won't believe me, but it's a fact I didn't know positively who was responsible till to-night."
"You don't really expect me to swallow that? You were hand-in-glove—"
"Ah, but on probation only! When they voted Roddy out, I wasn't consulted. They kept me in the dark—
