Jimmy was almost smiling.
“As for Zoie,” continued Alfred, “she can stay right here and go as far as she likes.”
“Not with me,” thought Jimmy.
“But,” shrieked Alfred, with renewed emphasis, “I'm going to find out who the FELLOW is. I'll have THAT satisfaction!”
Jimmy's spirits fell.
“Henri knows the head-waiter of every restaurant in this town,” said Alfred, “that is, every one where she'd be likely to go; and he says he'd recognise the man she lunched with if he saw him again.”
Jimmy's features became suddenly distorted.
“The minute she appears anywhere with anybody,” explained Alfred, “Henri will be notified by 'phone. He'll identify the man and then he'll wire me.”
“What good will that do?” asked Jimmy weakly.
“I'll take the first train home,” declared Alfred.