nounced. "And I guess Kendall had to take a jolt or two himself." Dorgan wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "And he'll bump into his biggest jolt when he finds out it was you who got away with those papers!"
"How'll he find out?" inquired Sadie, realizing that the talk was veering around to rather dangerous ground.
"I'll see that he knows," was Dorgan's quick retort. "And I'll see that he doesn't get another chance at them!"
Sadie saw his face change; and the thin voice of some deep-kenneled instinct told her of the question he was about to ask, even before the words were spoken. "You've got those papers all right?" he suddenly demanded.
"Sure!" was Sadie's casual reply.
"And you've got 'em on you?" he continued.
"Sure I have," she replied. Yet the next moment she could have bitten her tongue-point off for that insane admission. She realized then that she should have proclaimed they were not immediately available; that they had been stored away for safe-keeping; that it would take a little time to get them—anything to hold him off until Kestner could be sent
