He had been up most of the previous night and was some hours behind his sleep schedule.

Kitty's presence had not roused him but the self-possessed man could not be ignored.
"You mean the girl who got Rosenthal's lace ?" he answered.
"You're dead right," returned the lieutenant obligingly.

He had, of course, always been ready to do what he could for people in trouble, and was so now.
"Oh, about as they all look." This time the sergeant directed his remarks to Felix.

"We get two or three of 'em every day, specially about Christmas and New Year's.

Rather run down at the heel, this one, and--no, come to think of it, I'm wrong--she looked different.