I'm going to make that my headquarters and stay there."
Jimmy was almost smiling.
"As for Zoie," continued Alfred, "she can stay right here and go
as far as she likes."
"Not with me," thought Jimmy.
"But," shrieked Alfred, with renewed emphasis, "I'm going to find
out who the FELLOW is. I'll have THAT satisfaction!"
Jimmy's spirits fell.
"Henri knows the head-waiter of every restaurant in this town,"
said Alfred, "that is, every one where she'd be likely to go; and
he says he'd recognise the man she lunched with if he saw him
again."
Jimmy's features became suddenly distorted.
"The minute she appears anywhere with anybody," explained Alfred,
"Henri will be notified by 'phone. He'll identify the man and
then he'll wire me."
"What good will that do?" asked Jimmy weakly.
"I'll take the first train home," declared Alfred.
"For what?" questioned Jimmy.
"To shoot him!" exclaimed Alfred.
"What!" gasped Jimmy, almost losing his footing.
Alfred mistook Jimmy's concern for anxiety on his behalf.
"Oh, I'll be acquitted," he declared. "Don't you worry. I'll
get my tale of woe before the jury."
"But I say," protested Jimmy, too uneasy to longer conceal his
real emotions, "why kill this one particular chap when there are
so many others?"
"He's the only one she's ever lunched with, ALONE," said Alfred.
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