Mason said, “No. I just want to know if he goes, not where he goes.”
Della Street placed a hand on his arm. “Now, Perry, my lad, listen to me. You’ve got something up your sleeve. If there’s going to be any housebreaking, I’m going to be just as deep in the mud as you are in the mire.”
“What makes you think I’m going housebreaking?”
“Don’t be silly!”
Mason said, “It’s a felony. It’s dangerous. In case we get caught, we can’t very well make explanations.”
“All the more reason, then, why you should have an accomplice.”
“No. It’s too dangerous. You go to the restaurant, and...”
“Bosh! I’m going to stay with you. Do we take the cab or...”
Mason said, “We get rid of the cab right here.” He walked over to the driver, handed him a bill, and said, “The change is yours, buddy. We’re supposed to be back in ten minutes. The doc’s going to have a prescription ready by that time. So we’ll just walk around.”
“I could wait,” the cabby said, “if it’s only going to be ten minutes, and...”