Carter remarked, "You'll be lonesome in the house there without your grandfather, won't you?"
"Oh, I'll go and spend the night with Daisy Ryan. I always do when granddad's away or going to be late. I'll see her when I get back to the house."
Carter produced a fat wad of bills and it took a considerable number of them to pay the check, with a generous tip that caused the waiter to offer an obsequious and extra "Thank you" and help Jane on with her coat. Since it was the Inter-City's money, Carter could afford to dispense it liberally.
As they gained the sidewalk outside the Biltmore, Jane uttered a sudden cry of recognition and flew across the sidewalk to a taxicab driver, who, having just opened the door for President Donaldson to enter, was about to mount to his wheel.
"Oh, Danny," Jane cried. "I'm glad I ran into you. Will you please tell Daisy when you get home that I'll be down to spend the night?"
"Sure," Dan replied, at the same time directing a sharp look at the waiting and somewhat annoyed Carter. "Have you seen Speedy?"
"No. I've been looking for him."
"Didn't you know he got a job driving a taxi for the Only One outfit? He's in this neighborhood somewhere. I was supposed to have lunch with him but I missed him. He—"
"Young man," came a vexed voice from the tonneau of Danny's car. "Are you going to drive this car or hold a conversation with this young lady? Because if you are—"
"Right with you, sir," called Danny. And to
