"Only this: the rich men in Ludlow Street are living as if they were in a hotel, but at Auburn, this fellow says, they’ve got a cell with pointed nails in the floor so a prisoner sent to it for bad behavior can’t sit down or sleep. They’ve—— Oh, I can’t go into it all now; but the women are treated as bad as the men; the thing must be worse than the Black Hole of Calcutta, and all the while the State’s paying for the warden’s horses and carriages." Leighton showed some interest, but later, when Luke returned to the subject, he said there was nothing to be done: the political situation would not just then permit it. Came the unmasking of one of the new partisans of reform. This man, a Simon Kaindiac, was an inspector in the New York post-office. Federal detectives arrested him and showed him to have made a fortune by extortion from swindling concerns that were using the United States mails to entrap their victims. "I know, I know!" cried Leighton peevishly when Uhler brought him the news in Luke’s presence. "But how am I to blame for that? All the papers will be at me for it. As if I were responsible for the business morals of every man that happened to think as I do about the political ethics of the party!" He turned to Luke. "What’s on _your_ mind, Huber?" Luke said that what was on his mind was this: the office had that morning received the report of investigators who pointed out that, since the success of the cocaine raids, heroin had taken the place of the proscribed drug. "Well," said Leighton, "I’m sorry, but the laws governing the sale of heroin aren’t the same as those governing the sale of cocaine, and, until they are, you’ll find you can’t successfully prosecute under them." "We might get at the thing another way," Luke protested. His growing love for Betty had given him new views on some old subjects. "They say the girls in the houses——" Leighton swung his feet to the floor. His tired face worked irritably. "Now, don’t begin on them," he commanded. "They’re the police’s affair, anyhow. They’ve always existed and always will. They simply adapt themselves to whatever form of society happens to exist. No really effective method of regulation, let alone suppression, has ever been devised or ever will be. Gee whiz, young man, do you know what you’ll get up against if you tackle this subject? For four thousand years the high-brows have been trying to make it unpopular, and they haven’t succeeded yet."