Blix heaved a great sigh of relief and satisfaction, exclaiming:
"At last K. D. B. and Captain Jack have met!"
Chapter VIII
"But," she added, as they started to walk, "we will never know
which one spoke first."
But Condy was already worrying.
"I don't know, I don't know!" he murmured anxiously. "Perhaps
we've done an awful thing. Suppose they aren't happy together
after they're married? I wish we hadn't; I wish we hadn't now.
We've been playing a game of checkers with human souls. We've an
awful responsibility. Suppose he kills her some time?"
"Fiddlesticks, Condy! And, besides, if we've done wrong with our
matrimonial objects, we've offset it by doing well with our red-
headed coincidence. How do you know, you may have 'foiled a
villain' with that telegram--prevented a crime?"
Condy grinned at the recollection of the incident.
"'Fly at once,'" he repeated. "I guess he's flying yet. 'All is
discovered.' I'd give a dollar and a half--"
"If you had it?"
"Oh, well, if I had it--to know just what it was we have
discovered."
Suddenly Blix caught his arm.
"Condy, here they come!"
"Who? Who?"
"Our objects, Captain Jack and K. D. B."
"Of course, of course. They couldn't stay. The restaurant shuts
up at eight "
Blix and Condy had been walking slowly in the direction of Pacific
Street, and K. D. B. and her escort soon overtook them going in
the same direction. As they passed, the captain was saying:
"--jumped on my hatches, and says we'll make it an international
affair.
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