Chapter 6

“Risk!” cried Fin, “that’s all that makes life worth living! . . . All right, that’s a go! You can depend upon it, I’ll do my damnedest!” For awhile they ate in silence. “Nick,” said Fin persuasively, “just answer me one question. Which party was it that engineered the attack on you last night? The fat blackguard or the lean?” “Truly, I do not know,” said Nick. “I think it was the fat one,” said Fin thoughtfully, “because he suspected there was something in the brass ball.” “Maybe so,” said Nick. As soon as they fi…