THE car starter was busy at the moment; then he saw the limousine, and hurried to open the door. No one stepped out. The starter spoke to the chauffeur.
“Have you come for some one?” he questioned.
The chauffeur looked bewildered.
“I’m bringing Mr. Krause,” he said. “Didn’t he get out?”
“There’s no one in the car,” replied the starter.
The chauffeur alighted, and looked into the back of the limousine, with unbelieving eyes. At the same time, a man emerged from the inconspicuous sedan, and strolled up toward the limousine.
“Blame me,” said the chauffeur. “I’ve been dreamin’, that’s what! I would ha’ swore that Mr. Krause was in the car there. You’re sure he didn’t get out?”
“Positive!” snapped the starter. “He’s not there now, that’s certain.”
The chauffeur looked at his watch.
“Early for him at that,” he said. “Just the same, I can’t figger it. He got out where he always leaves me, an’ left me waitin’ there. Funny thing, too; just after he left, I thought he came back, but it wasn’t nobody at all.