One thing that causes its spread is the
ease with which it can be taken. It requires no smoking-dens, no
syringe, no paraphernalia--only the drug itself."
Another singer had taken the place of the dancers. Kennedy leaned
over and whispered to the dip.
"Say, do you and your gun-moll want to pick up a piece of change
to get that mouthpiece I heard you talking about?"
The pickpocket looked at Craig suspiciously.
"Oh, don't worry; I'm all right," laughed Craig. "You see that
fellow, Coke Brodie? I want to get something on him. If you will
frame that sucker to get away with a whole front, there's a fifty
in it."
The dip looked, rather than spoke, his amazement. Apparently
Kennedy satisfied his suspicions.
"I'm on," he said quickly. "When he goes, I'll follow him. You
keep behind us, and we'll deliver the goods."
"What's it all about?" I whispered.
"Why," he answered, "I want to get Brodie, only I don't want to
figure in the thing so that he will know me or suspect anything
but a plain hold-up.
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