Quick--before the waiter returns." At her words Willis was out of the booth.

As Miss Donovan watched, she saw him pass by the folded evidence.

What was wrong?
But, no--suddenly she saw his handkerchief drop, saw him an instant later turn and pick it up, and with it the telegram.

Disappearing in the direction of the men's room, he returned a moment later, paid the check, and with Miss Donovan on his arm left the cafe.
Outside, and three blocks away from Steinway's, they paused under an arc-light, and with shaking hands Willis showed her the message.

There in the flickering rays the girl read its torn and yet enlightening message.
lorado, May 19, 1915.
him safe.