At four-thirty that day the telephone rang. Slim listened, then he hung up. "Tom has got a couple of shrewd, tough lawyers," he said. "We have to go to court. Tom isn't admitting anything and he isn't taking any bluffs. He demands proof." "Well," I said, "for five M notes I'll tell everything." * * * * * Slim was worried. He talked to her lawyers, Youngquist and Rubicam, that night. The next morning we were both in court. It was direct examination. Slim identified himself, then he was asked: "You have investigated Tom Ellingbery's activities over the past three months?" "Yes." Slim was very self-composed. "Did you, on the night of August 26, observe him going into an apartment house at this address?" "Yes." And so on--but never a word of where Slim was when he saw all this. Very clever, I thought, but when I looked at those sharp-eyed young fellows at Tom Ellingbery's table, I knew it'd never get by. Presently Mr. Youngquist said, "You may inquire." I held my breath. But one of the young fellows looked up and said, "Are you going to put his partner on?" "Yes," said Mr. Youngquist. "With that understanding, there are no questions of this witness, your honor." I jumped as if I had sat down on an electric griddle. It was plain even to me; they figured Slim was pretty sharp, so they'd wait for me, and in the meantime they wouldn't tip me off by asking Slim any questions. I wished I could have held my breath for about three days. I got along all right with Mr. Youngquist. I was careful not to say anything about where I had stood or sat or walked. I said, "Yes, I followed him," because I did follow him with my eyes. Then Mr. Youngquist turned to the young fellow and said, "You may inquire." The young fellow got up slowly and looked at me easily and gently, but it was still August. I was sweating. I knew it was coming. I looked at Slim. Slim was sweating too. I looked at Mr. Youngquist. He wiped the perspiration from his forehead. "You say," the young fellow began softly, "that you and your partner followed Mr. Ellingbery from sometime in June?" "Yes." "You testified, I believe, that on the night of July the Fourth, Tom Ellingbery and this girl were at the amusement park?" "Yes." "And I believe you have cited some eight or nine dates up to the fifteenth of July." I looked at Mr. Youngquist and I was astonished to see his face the color of bleached muslin. "Well, did you or did you not?" I looked at Slim. He was puzzled, too. Finally I nodded. "Will you say it for the record, please?" "Yes." "That is to say, you are now testifying that you followed Mr. Ellingbery on each of eight or nine occasions prior to July 15, and each time with your partner at your side?" "Yes." "And always at Mrs. Ellingbery's request?" "Yes." That was a nasty question, but it had to be answered yes. "Were you here in court yesterday?" "No, sir." I would have said, "No, your majesty," if it would have helped.