gal. They give the boys in the back hell. But they ain't seen her go, an' they pass the buck to the boys in
front.
"Then about eleven o'clock one of the relief lads comes in with worse news. He says he's down at the
foot of Broadway when a coupe turns the corner an' driving it is the gal. He can't be mistaken because
he's seen her in the doll joint. She goes up Broadway at a clip. He sees there ain't nobody trailing her, an'
he looks around for a taxi. Course there's nothing in sight-not even a parked car he can lift. So he
comes down to the gang to ask what the hell they mean by it. An' again nobody's seen the gal go."
"I take a couple of the boys an' we start out to comb the neighborhood to find out where she stables the
coupe. We don't have no luck at all until about four o'clock when one of the tails-one of the lads who's
been looking-meets up with me. He says that about three he sees the gal-at least he thinks it's the