THE NIGHT CLUB "May I ask," said Shelton, as he and the youth came out into the chilly street, "What it is you call the 'Den' ?" His companion smilingly answered: "Oh, the night club.

We take it in turns.

Thursday is my night.

Would you like to come?
You see a lot of types.

It's only round the corner." Shelton digested a momentary doubt, and answered: "Yes, immensely." They reached the corner house in an angle of a dismal street, through the open door of which two men had just gone in.