I might as well kill you as not .-- It's a penitentiary offense to 'it a man underground unless there 's a good reason.

So I 'm ready to go the 'ole route.

So tell it--tell it and be quick about it.

Tell it--was n't you him ?" "Him--who ?" the voice was weak, frightened.
"You know 'oo--the night of the Old Times dance! Didn't you pull that 'old-up ?" There was a long silence.

Finally: "Where's Rodaine ?" "In Center City." It was Anita who spoke.