“Sorry. Hope I didn't hurt you,” he smiled.
“Smart trick, wasn't it?” snarled the detective. “Never mind, Mr. Farnum. We've got your goat right.”
“Again?” Jeff asked with pleasant impudence.
“Got you dead to rights this trip.” Gray fired another shot as he turned away. “And we'll find out yet who your lady friends are. Don't you forget it.”
But Billie had overlooked a bet. He had been in the back of the drug store getting a drink when Sam and Mrs. Anderson arrived. The policeman on guard had not connected the coming of these with Jeff. None of the watchers knew that Jeff had not been alone with the girl all night.
Part 5
Sam called on Jeff two days later. “I want you to come round to-night at seven-fifteen. We're going to be married,” he explained.
The newspaper man's eye met his in a swift surprise. “You and Nellie?”
“Yes.” Miller's jaw set. “Why not? YOU'RE not going to spring that damned cant about—”
“I thought you knew me better,” his friend interrupted.