"I must know his name." "That," she answered, "I decline to tell you; but I dare say, if you hurry back to Mr.Weiss' office, you will find some news for you.

Don't look so angry.

We all have our own game to play, you know, Mr.
Littleson.

I dare say I have behaved a little shabbily to you, but, you see, I had myself to consider, and in New York you know what that means.
_Au revoir!_ I have an idea that I may see something of you in Europe." She left Littleson, who went round to the bar of the hotel and had a big drink.

Then he lit a cigarette and returned to his automobile.
"Well," he muttered, as he swung round toward the city, "I may as well go back and face the music...!" Weiss' offices were crowded when Littleson returned.