"Too bad! But we've got to expect it now and then."
"What's your monicker?" asked Big Slim, "and where are you stopping?"
"Name's Scanlon," said Bat, truthfully. "And that just reminds me that I've got to hunt up a home for the night, before it's too late."
"Flying light?" asked the burglar.
"A little that way."
"I know a place where they don't tax you too much," said the man. "I'm stopping there myself."
"Fine!" said Bat. "When you have the mind, lead me to it."
"All right," said Big Slim. "I don't think the 'Duke's' wild for me sticking around just now, seeing that Allen might come back; so I'd better blow. If you're ready, I am."
"Right behind you," said Bat, cheerfully. And then, without more ado, the two passed out into the night.