That's why I picked
him."
Rodney grinned. "I'll take my chances," he said.
Montague gazed from one to the other, unable to think of another
word to say.
"Tell me, Mr. Bates," he asked finally, "do you often do this in
your profession?"
"I've done it once before," was the reply. "I wanted some
photographs in a murder case. I've often tried back windows, and
fire-escapes, and such things. I used to be a police reporter, you
know, and I learned bad habits."
"But," said Montague, "suppose you were caught?"
"Oh, pshaw!" said he. "The office would soon fix that up. The police
never bother a newspaper man."
There was a pause. "Mr. Montague," said Bates, earnestly, "I know
this is a tough proposition--but think what it means. We get word
about this conference. Waterman is here--and Duval--think of that!
Dan Waterman and the Oil Trust getting together! The managing editor
sent for me himself, and he said, 'Bates, get that story.' And what
am I to do? There's about as much chance of my finding out what goes
on in that conference--"
He stopped.
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