The policeman stepped toward her as if to speak, but she turned her delicate head aside.

The crowd engulfed her presently, and Fitzgerald picked up the card.

There was neither name nor definite address on it.

It was a message, hastily written; and it sent a thrill of delight and speculation to his impressionable heart.

Still carrying the tray before him he hastened over to the club, where there was something of an ovation.