"It's all right with me," Mogin said: "Anything's all right with me—as long as we eat."
They lunched at the hotel and then they walked out to the lobby and sat down and smoked. At twenty past three, Daisy Hennifer walked through the lobby and Frey and Mogin took their time and followed her.
A cab was waiting at the curb and Daisy got in.
The coupe followed.
Up Fourth avenue and two turns to blade through heavy uptown traffic and then down the street where Tess Rillette lived. The cab stopped outside the white stone house and Daisy got out.
The coupe went once around the block and then Frey parked it at the corner.
"This looks good," he said.
Mogin nodded.
Frey said, "Maybe you better wait here. If I'm not out in thirty minutes maybe you better come in and see what's happened to me."
Mogin said, "Maybe you better take this." He reached in his coat pocket and pulled out a little pistol. Frey looked at it and made a face.