"There's men has got to file it--men that know how to file papers so
blamed far in the pigeon-holes that even a newspaper man can't crawl in
after 'em. They'll do just as I say."
"Somebody's bound to find it out."
"Not if I stretch out this hand," answered Broderick. "That there hand
has covered a multitude of sins." He squinted at Thorne. "But there's
just one person I'm afraid of in this thing."
Thorne's nod seemed to say:
"Murgatroyd."
Broderick shook his head.
"No, not a bit of it. You take my word for it, Murgatroyd will never
open his mouth again on the subject of the Challoner case. He took that
cash--he can't fool me!"