Slick Willy led Miss Barky by the hand along with the crowd that was forming quickly on the deck. Slick new Miss Barky was a tough girl who could hold her own, yet could not help be feel protective of her. As the gatherers rubbernecked in the direction the sound hade emanated from, Slick began to have horrible thoughts that Belle had figured is was he who had taken the medallion..what if she had told her father...what if the Judge himself was on board. What if it was that bank to which he had entrusted the medallion up in South Dakota? It was kindoff a seedy place, but they we're a no- questions-asked place, and he certainly didn't need anyone asking questions about how he had gotten possesion of such a item.
The feel of Barky squeezing his hand broke him out of his thoughts. "You know," she said trying to peer over the throng "This would make a great song someday..."

--Slick Philly Matt