wallowed hard and
began again:

"If we can carry out my plan successfully--and it seems to be safe, and
certain, and almost free from risk--there will be no necessity hereafter
for any of us to engage in any crooked dealings whatever. Indeed, to take
up cleanly ways would be the part of wisdom. Or, young as you are, you
will be able to retire, if you prefer, sure of every gratification that
money can buy."

"Necessity doesn't make me a crook. I'm crooked by nature. I like
crookedness," said Pelman. "That's why I'm with you."

"Now, Joey, don't talk--"

"Don't you 'Joey' me!" exploded the demon clerk. "It was 'fool' this
afternoon. I'm Pelman when there's any nerve needed for your schemes; but
when you smile at me and call me Joey, what I say is--one-third!"

"You devil! I ought to wring your neck!"

"Try it! I'll stab your black heart with a corkscrew! I've studied it all
out, and I've carried a corkscrew on purpose ever since I've known you.
Thirty-three and one-third per cent. Three-ninths. Proceed!"

Mitchell paced the floor for a few furious seconds before he began again.

"You remember Mayer Zurich, whom we helped through that fake bankruptcy
at Syracuse?"

"Three-ninths?"

"Yes, damn you!"

Joey settled back in his chair, crossed his knees comfortably, screwed
his face to round-eyed innocence, and gave a dainty caress to the thin
silky line of black on his upper lip.

"You may go on, Oscar," he drawled patronizingly.

After another angry turn, Mitchell resumed with forced composure:

"Zurich is now a fixture in Cobre, Arizona, where my Cousin Stanley
lives. I had a letter from him a week ago and he tells me--this is in
strict confidence, mind you--that poor Stanley is in jail."

Joey interrupted him by a gentle waving of a deprecatory hand.

"Save your breath, Oscar dear, and pass on to the main proposition. Now
that we are partners, in manner of speaking, since your generous
concession of a few minutes past--about the thirds--I must be very
considerate of you."

As if to mark the new dignity, the junior partner dropped the crude and
boisterous phrases that had hitherto marked his converse. Mitchell
recognized the subtle significance of this change by an angry gesture.

"Since our interests are now one," continued the new member suavely,
"propriety seems to demand that I should tell you the Mitchell-Zurich
affair has no secrets from me. If young Stanley is in prison, it is
because you put hi