Clancy opened the door reluctantly. Fay burst into the room. Her blond hair had become string-seeming. Her make-up was streaked with perspiration.
"Kid, you're a wise one," she said. "You blew. Gosh, what a jam!"
She sank down in a chair and mopped her large face.
"What happened?" demanded Clancy.
"'Happened?' Hell broke loose."
"The police?" asked Clancy, shivering.
"Lord, no! But they beat Weber up, and he smashed Zenda's nose. I told Ike that he was a sucker to keep tryin' it forever. I knew they'd get him. Now——" She stopped abruptly. "Forget anything you hear me beef about, Florine," she advised harshly. "Say, none of them got your name, did they? Your address?"
"Why?"
"Because Zenda swears he's goin' to have Ike arrested. Fine chance, though. Ike and I are leavin' town——"
"You?"