I smiled at the word, for he spoke it so easily, as though the whole thing were a mere bagatelle to him. "It was right stupid of me," he said. "But Laughlin keeps such bad liquor! Canlan, too, had had too much of it, or he would never have tried to irritate me with his remark." I was trying to recollect the exact words of that remark which Donoghue classified as "irritating" when he interrupted my thoughts with: "The Apache Kid and me has quit the Laughlin House." "Yes, I did n’t see you at breakfast there," said I. "Was Canlan there?" he asked eagerly. "Not while I was breakfasting, at any rate," I replied. He nursed his chin in his hand at that and stood pondering something. Then: "Quite so, quite so," he commented as though to himself. Then to me: "By the way, would you be so kind as to come down this evening to Blaine’s? The Apache Kid asked me to try and see you and ask you if you would be good enough to come down." "Blaine’s?" I asked. "Where is Blaine’s?" "Blaine, Blaine, Lincoln Avenue; near the corner of Twenty-second Street." It amazed me to hear of a Twenty-second Street in this city that boasted only one long street (Baker Street) and six streets running off it. But of course, a street is a street in a new city even though it can boast only of a house at either corner and has nothing between these corner houses but tree-stumps, or sand, or sage-bushes, and little boards thrust into the ground announcing: "This is a sure-thing lot. Its day will come very soon. See about it when it can be bought cheap from ——, Real Estate Agent, office open day and night." But Donoghue, seeing that I did not know the streets of the city by name, directed me: "You go right along Baker Street,—you know it, of course, the main street of this progressive burgh?—straight ahead west; turn down third on the right; look up at the store front there and you read ’H.B. Blaine. Makes you think o’ Home and Mother.’ It’s a coffee-joint, you see. There ’s a coffee urn in the window and two plates, one with crackers on it and t’ other with doughnuts. You walk right in and ask for the Apache Kid—straight goods—no josh." He stopped to give emphasis to the rest and after that pause he said in a meaning tone: "And—you—will—hear—o’ something to your advantage."