"Say, Doc," there was a note in his wonderful speaking voice which made her look up quickly "why don't you give back that $5.00 and four bits you pinched from Giovanni Pellezzo?" The moment showed her remarkable self-control. She could feel her overtaxed nerves jump, but not a muscle of her face moved. "What are you driving at?" she demanded. "The name is not familiar to you?" "Not at all."

He paid no attention. "I want you to help clear that girl; if you refuse, Giovanni Pellezzo will swear out a warrant for your arrest, charging you with the theft of $5.50 while he was etherized for a minor operation." They regarded each other in a long silence. She said finally "You know, of course, that this Italian will have to go after this?" "You'll have him discharged?" "Certainly."