They were interrupted. She turned to bid him good night.
"At least," she said smiling, "I will be very careful indeed with this boy."
"If he comes to you!"
"If he comes," she repeated, with an odd little smile at the corner of her lips.
* * * * *
Drexley walked through the crowded streets to his club, where his appearance in such unwonted garb was hailed with a storm of applause and a good deal of chaff. He held his own as usual, lighted his pipe, and played a game of pool. But all the same he was not quite himself. There was the old restlessness hot in his blood, and a strong sense of dissatisfaction with himself. Later on, Rice was brought in by a friend, and he drew him on one side.
"Rice," he said abruptly, "about that young fellow you brought to see me to-day—"
Rice looked his chief full in the face.
"Well?" he said simply.
"I don't want to altogether lose sight of him. You haven't his address by any chance, have you?"