in an even voice.

For an instant the lieutenant frowned deeply. Then his face cleared.
His glance became almost friendly as he continued:

"Darrin, I think it probable that you will have a chance to repair
your bad work of last night."

"Sir?"

"Last night you told me that you had noted the number of the taxicab
in which the young woman escaped me."

"I did, sir."

"Perhaps you still remember that number. Indeed, I am sure that
you must."

"I do remember the number, sir."

"What was it?" asked Cantor, eagerly.

"That number, sir, so far as I am concerned," Ensign Darrin answered,
tranquilly, "is a woman's secret."

"It is a secret which I have a right to know," Lieutenant Cantor
went on pressingly.

"The number, sir, I would not dream of giving you without the
permission of the young woman herself," Darrin answered, slowly.