this evening I shall have found her."

"You do not expect me to wish you luck in a matter like this,
sir?" Ensign Darrin inquired.

"I expect you to give me the number of that taxicab, and at once,"
replied Cantor. He did not raise his voice, but there was
compelling fury in his tone.

"I have already declined to do that, sir," Dave insisted.

"Darrin, do you realize that I am your superior?" demanded the
lieutenant.

"I am aware, sir, that you are my superior officer," Darrin answered,
with strong emphasis on the word "officer."

"And you refuse to please me in a trifling matter?"

"Pardon me, sir, but from the little that I saw and heard, I cannot
believe that your discovery of her address would be regarded by the
young woman as a trifling matter."

"Do you persist in refusing to tell me that taxicab number?" hissed
Lieutenant Cantor.

"Sir, as a gentleman, I must," Dave rejoined. For a full half
minute Lieutenant Cantor stared at his subordinate in speechless
anger. Then, when he could command his voice somewhat, he resumed: