The girl looked at Archie, exchanged glances with the bartender; and then asked:
"You a friend o' hisn?"
"Yes, I just got home, and I must find him."
"Oh," said the girl, wholly satisfied. She turned to the bartender. "Was Mr. Jackson in to-day, Lew? He's around, in and out, you know. Comes in to use the telephone now and then."
Archie was relieved.
"Tell him Dutch was in, will you?" he said.
"Sure," replied the girl.
"Maybe he's in at Hunt's," said the thin girl, speaking for the first time.
"I was going there," said Archie.
"I can run in and ask for you," said the brunette, in the kindly willingness of the helpless to help others. "Or, hold on,--maybe Teddy would know."