trance, then her eyes widened in shocked amazement as she noted his appearance.
"Why, Tony!" she exclaimed. "What's happened?"
"A lot you care! " he growled. "I go around the corner to put the car away and don't come back till the next day and you look as if you hadn't even wondered what kept me."
"But I have wondered, Tony. I've been terribly anxious. But I supposed that you knew your own business and I thought you might resent my butting into your affairs."
"Yeah? Well, the Bruno mob tried to take me for a ride last night. And I think you knew they were goin' to."
"Tony!" The girl's face had gone deathly white and her eyes were glittering. "How can you say—"
"Who was that dame at the cabaret last night, the good-lookin' moll in white with that dark mug in a dress suit?"
"I—I don't know."
"Yes, you do. I pointed her out to you and I could see in your eyes that you knew her." He went close to her, caught her arm in a vise-like
