"I don't know.

Gone off on some trip, I suppose.

He sent me away on an errand yesterday, and I didn't get my week's salary.
I suppose that he has it.

The pay clerk always gives it to him.
That's what I came for." And then, whistling a rakish air, but with a nameless terror in his heart, Emil Einstein hied himself off to Magdal's as a safe haven.
There was not a human being in all Manhattan who had seen Mr.Randall Clayton on his hasty departure, save the smart-faced policeman, Dennis McNerney, who had noted Clayton put the hesitating Leah Einstein into the carriage on University Place.
"Something new for him," smilingly thought the policeman.

"But he's not beauty hunting; that's no charmer.