"I guess I could find him," said Carl in a low voice. "You go out to
Mother Kruger's. I'll tell him you'll be there in about an hour."

"I'll be waiting in a taxi outside," said the girl.

"Good," said Carl. "If he isn't there in an hour you can know that he
was afraid to come. He's layin' pretty low."

"All right," said the girl, "I'll be there. You tell him that he simply
must come." She hung up the receiver and then called a taxi. She gave a
number on a side street about a half block away, where she knew it would
be reasonably dark, and consequently less danger of detection.

Three-quarters of an hour later her taxi drew up beside Mother Kruger's,
but the girl did not alight. She had waited but a short time when
another taxi swung in beside the road-house, turned around and backed up
alongside hers. A man stepped out and peered through the glass of her
machine. It was the Lizard.

Recognizing the girl he opened the door and took a seat beside her.
"Well," inquired the Lizard, "What's on your mind?"

"Jimmy," replied the girl.

"I thought so," returned the Lizard. "It looks pretty bad for him,
don't it? I wish there was some way to help him."

"He did not do it," said the girl.

"It didn't seem like him," said the Lizard, "but I got it straight from