"You've been up for a long time, laddie," she whispered. "Better shave and get some rest." The door slammed quickly and she was gone. Drake held the fur carefully over his arm and rubbed his chin reflectively. "I'll be damned," he said. "So will I," Puffy spoke from somewhere behind him. "Looks like Cinderella Drake is gonna go huntin' for that other slipper, and after all these years." Jim looked around the room for a safe place to hide the precious silver cape. He decided on the big cedar chest in the open closet. He locked the fur in safely and dropped the key in his pocket. "Ready for a little traveling?" he asked. Puffy had discarded his shoes and was stretched out comfortably, a frosted glass in his hand. His chin dropped, jumped forward protestingly. "Just let's relax," he begged. "I've worn the heels off my feet for you today." Even as he talked the stout one started to tie the laces of his shoes. They went down the quiet hall and into the private elevator. "What about George Lardner?" Drake asked as they shot toward the main floor. "Find out his life history?" "At the police station." Puff admitted. Then in a puzzled voice he added, "all but the last two years of it." "And those last two years?" They passed quickly through the rear lobby and into the alley. The car was still where Jim had left it. As they drove out of the narrow alley and into the street, Puffy talked. "George Lardner has been in every racket the law knows about," he said. "The police have a complete record of him since he cut his eye teeth stealing milk. But the last two years get me." * * * * * Drake settled down behind the wheel and they headed toward the rush of downtown traffic. "Don't kill me with the suspense," he said. "What's Lardner been up to that's so startling?" "Exploring," Puffy said dryly. "An expedition to the city's slums?" Drake queried. "No!" Puffy crossed his legs comfortably and scratching a match on the bottom of his shoe, touched the flame to his cigarette. "I had to go to the Explorer's Club to get the dope on him. Lardner has been spending a lot of time in the Baker Lake district just east of Hudson Bay in Canada." Drake's foot released its pressure on the gas pedal. "Thought that country was pretty well explored years ago," he said mildly. "Nothing much but snow and ice up there, is there?" "And maybe diamonds," Puffy said. "At least that's what Lardner and some of the boys at the Explorer's Club think." Drake's interest was increasing. "Is that where he found that big gem he displayed at the club the other night?" Puffy's lips split in a wide, toothy grin. "Cinderella Drake knows the answers," he admitted. "Yes! That's where he found the diamond and that's how he happened to get in with the stuffed shirts at the Explorer's Club." Drake was silent. Adams hesitated, then added,