He finally espied her, dancing with Baxter. The latter was swinging his arms and body in a snakey, serpentine one-step, as he glided down the floor, pushing other couples out of the way. Lorna, like the other girls, lost no opportunity to admire her own reflection in the mirrors. Burke was tempted to rush forward and intercede, to pull her out of the arms of the repulsive Baxter. But he knew how foolish he would appear, and what would be the result of such an action. As he looked the waiter approached for his order. Burke took the menu, decorated with dancing figures which would have seemed more appropriate for some masquerade ball poster, for the Latin Quarter, and began to read the _entrees_. As he looked down two men brushed past his table, and a sidelong glance gave him view of a face which made him quickly forget the choice of food. It was Jimmie the Monk, flashily dressed, debonnaire as one to the manor born, talking with Craig, the companion of Baxter. Burke held the menu card before his face. He was curious to hear the topic of their conversation. When he did so--the words were clear and distinct, as Baxter and Jimmie sat down at a table behind him--his heart bounded with horror. "Who's dis new skirt, Craig?" "Oh, it's a kid Baxter picked up in Monnarde's candy store. It's the best one he's landed yet, but we nearly got in Dutch to-night when we went up to her flat to bring her out. Her old man and her sister were there with some nut, and they didn't want her to go. But Baxter "lamped" her, and she fell for his eyes and sneaked out anyway. You better keep off, Jimmie, for you don't look like a college boy--and that's the gag Baxter's been giving her. She thinks she's going to a dance at the Yale Club next week. It's harder game than the last one, but we'll get it fixed to-night. You better send word to Izzie to bring up his taxi--in about an hour." "I'll go now, Craig. Tell Baxter dat it'll be fixed. Where'll he take her?" Craig replied in a low tone, which thwarted Burke's attempt to eavesdrop. CHAPTER VI THE WORK OF THE GANGSTERS