"No. I had switched the lights on."
"You bate him! I can see it in your eye!" cried Muldoon, pounding the table so that the dishes jumped.
"You'll have to ask him about that." Clay passed to more important facts. "When I reached home Kitty was there. They had dropped her in the Park to make a safe getaway."
"That's good."
"But Tim—when Annie Millikan gave me the address where Jerry Durand was, the driver of my taxi saw her. The man was 'Slim' Jim."
Muldoon sat up, a serious look on his face. "Man, yuh spilt the beans that time. How'd you ever come to do it? They'll take it out on Annie, the dogs." The eyes of the policeman blazed.
"Unless we stand by her."
"Sure, and we'll do that. But how?"
"First we've got to get her away from there to some decent place where she'll be safe."
Mrs. Muldoon spoke up. "And that's easy. She'll just take our spare bedroom and welcome."