I meant to get there.
By this time it was after five o'clock.

I left the Duval restaurant, and again took a cab.

The first thing I did was to send a _petit bleu_ to Aunt Lilian, saying that she wasn't to worry about me.

I'd been hipped and nervous, and had gone out to see a friend who was--I'd just found out--staying in Paris.

Perhaps I should stop with the friend to dinner; but at latest I should be back by nine or ten o'clock.