"How do you know there's any reward?"
'I don't know it, but it stands to reason, doesn't it, that there is one? If that fellow's wanted somewhere there's sure to be a reward out for him, and a description and all. I wish I knew how much it is!"
"How much do you suppose?" asked Perry.
"Oh, maybe five hundred dollars, maybe a thousand. It depends, you see, on how much swag he got away with on his last job. Maybe he killed someone. You can't tell. Burglars are desperate folks when they're interrupted."
"I don't think he'd kill anyone," said Perry. "He doesn't look that sort."
Fudge, though, shook his head unconvincedly. "You can't tell," he said. "Anyway, if he has, the reward's bound to be bigger. You keep your eyes peeled, Perry, and watch that window closely. I wouldn't be surprised if you discovered something mighty important in the next day or two. He must be getting pretty nearly ready to do something."
"You don't think, then, he has an accomplice?" asked Perry.
"No, I don't. He sort of looks like a man who'd work on his own hook. It's lots safer, you see, and he has a pretty wise face."
There, for the time being, the subject had to be
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