"Didn't know but this new freak with the snowy hair had gobbled you up," said Bart Hodge.
"Told you he was all right," grunted Bruce Browning, who was lounging on the most comfortable chair in the place.
"You were so weary you didn't want to bother about going to make inquiries for him," said Elsie Bellwood. "Mrs. Medford was on the point of applying to the police."
"According to all the stories I hear," put in Mrs. Medford, "I believe it best for you to get out of this wicked city just as soon as possible, Frank."
Frank laughed.
"If everything goes well," he declared, "we'll be ready to start by day after to-morrow."
"Tell us just where you have been and what you have been doing," urged Inza.
"I've been doing a little character work."
"Character work?"
"Yes. I can't get over my old penchant for acting."