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I don't blame him much. I told you, you know,
that the younger set are just crazy over Violet Winslow."


CHAPTER VI
THE GAMBLING DEN

In spite of the agitation that was going on at the time in the
city against gambling, we had no trouble in being admitted to the
place in Forty-eighth Street. They seemed to recognise Warrington,
for no sooner had the lookout at the door peered through a little
grating and seen him than the light woodwork affair was opened.
To me, with even my slender knowledge of such matters, it had
seemed rather remarkable that only such a door should guard a
place that was so notorious. Once inside, however, the reason was
apparent. It didn't. On the outside there was merely such a door
as not to distinguish the house, a three-story and basement
dwelling, of old brownstone, from the others in the street.
As the outside door shut quickly, we found ourselves in a sort of
vestibule confronted by another door. Between the two the lookout
had his station.


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