They cut across into Sixth Avenue, and walked up the stairs to the station of the Elevated Railway. A train was just coming in. "Has it escaped your notice, Comrade Windsor," said Psmith after a pause, "that, so far from speeding to your lodgings, we are going in precisely the opposite direction? We are in an up-town train." "I noticed it," said Billy briefly. "Are we going anywhere in particular?" "This train goes as far as Hundred and Tenth Street. We'll go up to there." "And then?" "And then we'll come back." "And after that, I suppose, we'll make a trip to Philadelphia, or Chicago, or somewhere? Well, well, I am in your hands, Comrade Windsor. The night is yet young. Take me where you will. It is only five cents a go, and we have money in our purses. We are two young men out for reckless dissipation. By all means let us have it." At Hundred and Tenth Street they left the train, went down the stairs, and crossed the street. Half-way across Billy stopped. "What now, Comrade Windsor?" inquired Psmith patiently. "Have you thought of some new form of entertainment?" Billy was making for a spot some few yards down the road. Looking in that direction, Psmith saw his objective. In the shadow of the Elevated there was standing a taximeter cab. "Taxi, sir?" said the driver, as they approached. "We are giving you a great deal of trouble," said Billy. "You must be losing money over this job. All this while you might be getting fares down-town." "These meetings, however," urged Psmith, "are very pleasant." "I can save you worrying," said Billy. "My address is 84 East Fourteenth Street. We are going back there now." "Search me," said the driver, "I don't know what you're talking about." "I thought perhaps you did," replied Billy. "Good night." "These things are very disturbing," said Psmith, when they were in the train. "Dignity is impossible when one is compelled to be the Hunted Fawn. When did you begin to suspect that yonder merchant was doing the sleuth-hound act?" "When I saw him in Broadway having a heart-to-heart talk with our friend from Missouri." "He must be something of an expert at the game to have kept on our track." "Not on your life. It's as easy as falling off a log. There are only certain places where you can get off an Elevated train. All he'd got to do was to get there before the train, and wait. I didn't expect to dodge him by taking the Elevated. I just wanted to make certain of his game." The train pulled up at the Fourteenth Street station. In the roadway at the foot of the opposite staircase was a red taximeter cab. CHAPTER XIII REVIEWING THE SITUATION Arriving at the bed-sitting-room, Billy proceeded to occupy the rocking-chair, and, as was his wont, began to rock himself rhythmically to and fro. Psmith seated himself gracefully on the couch-bed. There was a silence.