"Plenty of hot water for a shower?"
"Coming up!"
Puffy retreated toward the bathroom door. Over his shoulder he asked.
"Going to the zoo?"
"I'm crazy," Jim admitted. "But if they found a girl's dress a block from where we parked, and there's a silver fox at the zoo this morning, I want to know why."
Puffy's stout figure was hidden behind the glass door. Water started its inviting swish from the shower. His voice came out with a hollow ring.
"Well, Cinderella," he said whimsically, "we're on the make again, but the odds are against us. If that dame can bite my arm and turn into an animal in the same night she'll make a hell of a mate for Jimmy."
Drake was already halfway across the room, knotting the sash of his robe with long brown fingers.
"It's the call of the wild," he shouted above the hiss of the shower. "We all have to answer it some time."