Chapter 52

“You think it’s been so damned easy?” Spade asked, and shrugged. “Well, maybe, but that’s my business.” “It certainly is,” the fat man agreed. He screwed up his eyes, moved his head to indicate the kitchen, and lowered his voice. “Are you sharing with her?” Spade said: “That’s my business too.” “It certainly is,” the fat man agreed once more, “but”—he hesitated—“I’d like to give you a word of advice.” “Go ahead.” “If you don’t—I dare say you’ll give her some money in any event, but—if you don’t give her as much as …