I wish you would let me go to the police-station.

Or would you like me to come and watch myself, to-night or to-morrow night, to see if they come again ?" She shook her head firmly.
"No!" she decided.

"It wouldn't do any good.

Just now, at any rate, it is Rosario they want." Their conversation was interrupted for several moments while she exchanged greetings with friends passing in and out of the restaurant.

Then she turned again to her companion.
"Tell me," she asked, a little abruptly, "why are you a clerk in the city?
You do not come of that order of people." "Necessity," he assured her promptly.