"Please try not to detest the hour I came to see you first," she said, holding out her hand, "if you can."
"I'll try," said Garrison, holding the precious little fingers for a second over the conventional time.
Glancing up at him quickly she saw a bright smile in his eye. Joy was in her heart. The car was at the floor.
"Good-by," she said, "till we meet again—soon."
"Good-by," he answered.
She stepped in the cage and was dropped from his sight, but her last glance remained—and made him happy.
CHAPTER XXIX
NIGHT-WALKERS
Tuttle had returned by the time Garrison came once more to his office.
He entered the room behind his chief, and Garrison closed the door.
"Well?" said Jerold, "any news?"