The Tenderfoots

HAVING seen the Follansbees and Stephen Drew off for their hotel, Bromley lingered on the broad station-plaza platform which served as a hack stand, knowing that Philip must pass this way on his return up-town. When Philip appeared at last, not through the station archway, but at the foot of the stair leading down from the offices on the second floor, the play-boy caught step with him.

"I thought you'd show up if I waited long enough," he began. Then, taking a leaf out of Philip's own book of directness: "Who was the girl?"