“Why, she waited on table; and then McGlory disappeared and I had to go after him, and I found him talking to her—”
“Hold on!” Beveridge broke in. “You say you found her and McGlory together?”
“Yes. I guess we're thinking of the same thing. From the way they both acted, I rather guess it's an understood thing. It wasn't as if he had met her there by chance, not a bit of it. And I've been thinking since, it seems more than likely that she would go wherever he went.”
“That's right!” Beveridge exclaimed. “I'm sure of it. I know a little something about it myself.”
“You do?”
“Yes. This McGlory has left a wife behind him in Chicago.”
“Madge, you mean?”
“Yes. The main reason he took up the offer to go out with you, Smiley, was so he could get up here and see this—what's her name?—Estelle.”
“So there is more than a fighting chance that where she is you 'll find him.”
“Exactly.”