"How 'd you do the arranging?" he calmly inquired.

"I could see the Mayor in the morning. There will be no Departmental
difficulty."

"Then where 's the trouble?"

"There is none, if you are willing to go out."

"Well, we can't get Binhart here by pink-tea invitations. Somebody 's
got to go out and _get_ him!"

"The bank raised the reward to eight thousand this week," interposed
the ruminative Copeland.

"Well, it 'll take money to get him," snapped back the Second Deputy,
remembering that he had a nest of his own to feather.

"It will be worth what it costs," admitted the Commissioner.

"Of course," said Copeland, "they 'll have to honor your drafts--in
reason."

"There will be no difficulty on the expense side," quietly interposed
the Commissioner. "The city wants Binhart. The whole country wants
Binhart. And they will be willing to pay for it."

Blake rose heavily to his feet. His massive bulk was momentarily
stirred by the prospect of the task before him. For one brief moment
the anticipation of that clamor of approval which would soon be his