"How should I know?" Collaton glanced about him uneasily.

"True enough--how should you?" agreed Gresham soothingly. "I'd feel
rather sorry for Gamble if an old and forgotten note against your
firm, upon which a judgment had been quietly secured 'by default',
should turn up just now."

"I don't think one will," returned Collaton, searching Gresham's
eyes. "Why?"

"Because he is almost certain to make a deposit in the Fourth
National Bank in a short time."

"That's a very good reason," laughed Collaton, now certain of the
eyes.

"If that deposit were to be attached," went on Gresham suavely, "it
might embarrass him very much." There was a slight pause." If you'll
call me up to-night I'll let you know how much it will be and when
he is likely to bank it."

"Why do you tell me this?" puzzled Collaton.

"Because I want him broke!" explained Gresham, his face suddenly
twitching viciously in spite of himself.

Collaton thought it over carefully.

"What's your telephone number?" he accommodatingly inquired.