"Good work!" approved Collaton. "I hope he makes all kinds of
money."

"I don't!" snapped Gresham. "Did you read the papers this morning?"

"I read the racing and base-ball returns."

"There was more to interest you in the news. Gamble has a big hotel
proposition on--and I want it stopped. Can you get another
attachment against him for about fifty thousand dollars?"

"It's risky!" And Collaton looked about him furtively. "It's easy
enough to fake an old note for money--"

"You must not say 'fake' to me. I will not countenance any crooked
business."

"To dig up an old note for money I am supposed to have borrowed and
spent--"

"Not supposed."

"For money I borrowed and spent on the work out there--and have a
quiet suit entered by one of my pet assassins in Fliegel's court,
have the summons served and confess judgment. Johnny is sucker
enough to confess judgment, too, rather than repudiate a debt which
he can not prove he does not owe; but I've already milked that
scheme so dry that I'm afraid of it."

"You're afraid of everything," Gresham charged him with the scorn