in--and a couple of friends, too, if that's what you mean."

"That is exactly what I mean," returned Garrick. "It's no use to
go early. I want to see the place in full blast, just as the
after-theatre crowd is coming in. Suppose you meet us, Warrington,
about half past ten or so. We can get in. They don't know anything
yet about your intention to cancel the lease and close up the
place, although apparently someone suspects it, or he wouldn't
have been so anxious to get that letter off to Miss Winslow."

"Very well," agreed Warrington, "I will meet you at the north end
of 'Crime Square,' as you call it, at that time. Good luck until
then."

"Not a bad fellow, at all," commented Garrick when Warrington had
disappeared down the hall from the office. "I believe he means to
do the square thing by every one. It's a shame he has been dragged
into a mess like this, that may affect him in ways that he doesn't
suspect. Oh, well, there is nothing we can do for the present.
I'll just add this clew of the handwriting to the clew of the
automobile tires against the day when we get--pshaw!--he has taken
the letter with him. I suppose it is safe enough in his
possession, though. He can't wait until he has proved to Violet
that he is honest. I don't blame him much. I told you, you know,
that the younger set are just crazy over Violet Winslow."




CHAPTER VI