CHAPTER XVIII

AT THE PAWNBROKER’S HE ESCORTED the girl downstairs, and they stood talking in the hall. There was a car at the door, a luxury which she easily explained. She was using the Gray’s car, which was to go back and pick up the underwriter and his wife at two o’clock. “I hate declining your invitation,” said Larry, “but I am hanging on to the end of a wire. I sent Harvey on a tour of investigation to-day, and he promised to ’phone me round about midnight.” She was looking at him in some concern. “Aren’t you rather overdo…