"No, indeed, almost shouted Garrick as Dillon made a motion as if
to find out who were available. "I've been preparing a little
surprise in my office this afternoon for just such a case. It's a
rather cumbersome arrangement and I've brought it along stowed
away in a taxicab outside. I don't want anyone else to know about
the raid until the last moment. Just before we begin the rough
stuff, you can call up and have the reserves started around. That
is all I shall want."

"Very well," agreed Dillon, after a moment.

He did not seem to relish the scheme, but he had promised at the
outset to play fair and he had no disposition to go back on his
word now in favor even of his judgment.

"First of all," he planned, "we'll have to drop in on a judge and
get a warrant to protect us."

Garrick hastily gave me instructions what to do and I started
uptown immediately, while they went to secure the secret warrant.

I had been stationed on the corner which was not far from the
Forty-eighth Street gambling joint that we were to raid. I had a
keen sense of wickedness as I stood there with other loiterers
watching the passing throng under the yellow flare of the flaming
arc light.

It was not difficult now to loiter about unnoticed because the
streets were full of people, all bent on their own pleasure and