"I don"t mean that. What are you?"
Miss Masters replied quickly, "I--why--I"m a girl, and--you say yourself I"m wise."
"You don"t have to tell me that. Where did you come from? Where did Boland get you?"
"Before I went to work for Boland I was in St. Louis."
"What did you do there?"
"Oh, I shan"t answer that question--yet."
"Well, you seem to know a great deal about the kind of business I"m in.
Where did you get your information?"
"Picked it up."
"In St. Louis?"
"Yes, I learned some things there."
"Have you ever been in this business?"
"What business?"
"Well, this cafe business--and the rest of it."
"You say I know a good deal about it."
"Yes, you know a lot about it. And you"ve got your information from the inside. And Boland knows you know a lot about it. Otherwise he wouldn"t have sent you down here."
"Yes?" Miss Masters was silent for a moment. "Druce," she went on, "did you ever hear of the Broughton Club?"
"Sure, that swell joint in St. Louis?"
"Yes. Well, I"m interested in it."
"As owner?"
"Never mind about that. I"m interested in it and one of my reasons for calling on you is to get some girls for the club."
"You want to buy some girls?"
"You said it."
"From me?"
"From you, if I can get the right figures. If I can"t, I"ll try elsewhere. You"re not the only "dealer in live stock" in the Levee."
"I"ll make the figures right."
"I"m interested in this place."
"In the Cafe Sinister?"
"Yes, I want to know something about your methods. We don"t know it all in St. Louis. I think I can pick up a little information here. I"m going back to St. Louis in a month. I want to take some girls back with me, and I"d like to find out just how a first cla.s.s joint like the Cafe Sinister is operated in Chicago."
"Is this a proposition?"
"Yes, it"s a proposition."
"All right. Go on."
"I want to live at the Cafe Sinister during the week our deal for the lease is on. I"ll take rooms in your--a--hotel, upstairs.
"And I"ll be around the cafe, and making myself at home generally," added Miss Masters, rea.s.suringly.
"Go as far as you like," answered Druce, "and if you need a body guard,"
he added, with a knowing wink, "why, you know me."
Miss Masters" eyes narrowed. "I told you I could look out for myself,"
she answered.
"You"ll have to look out for yourself," retorted Druce significantly.
"Let me do the worrying about that."
Druce was silent. He had determined to accept Miss Masters" offer. He felt that she was walking into his trap and yet, so great had grown his respect for her that he did not know his next move.
"I"ll have a suite prepared for you," he said.
"That"s settled, then."
Miss Masters got up from her seat. As she did so Druce attempted a caress. "I"m going to collect part of the rent in advance," he said.
"Are you?" Miss Masters pushed him away sharply. He did not repeat his indiscretion. Instead he stood back respectfully to let her pa.s.s. In the palm of her hand with the muzzle pointing firmly in his direction he saw a small, steel-blue magazine pistol. The girl"s finger was on the trigger.
"If you"ll have one of your servants show me the suite," said Miss Masters, "I"ll telephone for my maid."
Then she added, seemingly as an afterthought,
"I never pay the rent, Mr. Druce, until the end of the week."
CHAPTER XX
DRUCE SIGNS A SIGNIFICANT DOc.u.mENT