"He's much brainier.

Got a ghastly sense of humor, too.

Look at the way he leaves his calling card after every job--a black paper bat inside the Marshall safe--a bat drawn on the wall with a burnt match where he'd jimmied the Cedarburg Bank--a real bat, dead, tacked to the mantelpiece over poor old Allison's body.

Oh, he's in a class by himself--and I very much doubt if he was a crook at all for most of his life." "You mean ?" "I mean this.

The police have been combing the underworld for him; I don't think he comes from there.