Did you speak to him?"
"He either did not recognize me or pretended not to."
"Well, we go now."
"Won't you think it over?"
"I prefer your escort to that of a policeman. I shall not be so
foolish as to go alone."
"Then we'll come for you at about eleven tonight. It would be
useless to go look for him now. People who lead that sort of life
sleep in the day time. I have not the faintest idea where he lives."
"Very well, I shall have to wait, I suppose."
Holt rose. "Lacey and I will come for you, and we'll bring with us
two of the biggest detectives we can find. It's no joke taking a
woman--a woman like you--Good God!--into a sewer like that. Even
Lacey and I got into trouble twice, but we could take care of
ourselves. Better dine with me at Delmonico's and forget things for a
while."
"I could not eat, nor sit still. Nor do I wish to run the risk of
meeting my brother; or any one else I know. Come for me promptly at
eleven or you will not find me here."
XLII
Langdon Masters awoke from a sleep that had lasted all day and
glowered out upon the room he occupied in Baxter Street. It was as
wretched as all tenements in the Five Points, but it had the
distinguishing mark of neatness. Drunk as he might be, the drab who
lived with him knew that he would detect dirt and disorder, and that
her slender hold on his tolerance would be forfeited at once.
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