Bring some one
up, who won't be cross. You come, Mr. Shirley?"
Helene hesitated, but Monty acquiesced.
"That would be splendid. What time?"
"About eleven. I'll expect you--I must run along now, as I'm
ordering some fancy dishes."
Shirley had paid his waiter, and he rose with Helene.
"We must be leaving, too. I'll accept your invitation."
"And I'll be there, too, Mr. Shirley," put in Pinkie Marlowe.
"I'll teach you some new steps. Reggie has a wonderful
phonograph for dancing, with all the new tunes. See you later,
girlie."
They were accompanied to the door by Shine and Warren. At the
check-room, Shirley was interested to note that Shine Taylor took
out his green velour hat. His feet were adorned with white
spats. After the door of their taxi had slammed he confided to
Helene that he had located the gentleman who had caused his wreck
that morning. Still, however, the clues were too weak for
action. The car went first to the club, where Shirley sent in
for any possible letters or messages.
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