“Wouldn’t you go with me?”
Immediately Nick thought he saw through the purpose of the call. It was the audacious effort of which he had spoken to Edith, of leading him into a compromising trap.
It did not anger him, for he rather admired the boldness and audacity of it.
However, his first impulse was to refuse, but his second thought was to see it out. He said:
“I am a very busy man just now, and cannot control my time. What is the hour of this meeting, and where is it to be?”
“The hour is eleven to-morrow, but I am to be informed early to-morrow morning of the place.”
“Very well, I will go with you, if you inform me early enough.”
The Brown Robin arose, apparently much pleased with the success of her visit, and shortly after left.
Nick went back to Edith, telling her to prepare herself for her walk and saying that he wanted to go in the neighborhood of the Festus Club, for a moment’s word with one of his clients.
When she came back, ready for her walk, she asked: