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silly But I'm frying it at an awfully high temperature. I should be watching it.”
    “I think I'd better come and help you, Sid,” I said.
    Ryan handed me the drink, then refused to let go of my other hand. “Hurry back to me, my sweet. You know I pine when you are gone,” he said.
    I laughed. “Ryan, you may not sound Irish but you know you're full of blarney. In fact you're just like other men.”
    “Don't say that, for pity’s sake.” He gave an exaggerated look of horror. “You strike daggers at my heart.”
    “Well, you are. Sweet and solicitous as anything when it suits them, and when it doesn't suit them, then we women don't exist.”
    “There speaks a voice of bitterness, Molly Are you referring to Daniel the deceiver?” Sid paused and looked back from the doorway.
    “No, to Jacob the spineless,” I snapped.
    “Jacob? Good, kind, sweet Jacob who could do no wrong? That one?” Gus asked innocently.
    The very same. I've changed my opinion of him.” And I re-counted the incident in Rivington Street. “I'm rapidly coming to the conclusion that men are an infernal nuisance,” I concluded, “Life would progress more smoothly without them.”
    “Ah, but just think how boring it would be without us around to brighten your dull little lives,” Ryan said, patting my hand.
    Sid’s gaze was suddenlyrivetedto the window. “Speak of the devil, Molly,” she said.
    “Don't tell me it’s Jacob come to apologize!” I pulled back the curtain to look out.
    “No, it’s Daniel the deceiver, about to knock on your front door,” Sid said delightedly. “Do you think he’sfinallygiven up his betrothed and afortunefor a chance at true love?”
    “I hardly think so,” I said. “I was with him only two hours ago and he was still betrothed then. Even the fastest automobile couldn't drive to Westchester County and back in that space of time. No, I ratherfearhe’s come to deliver another lecture about the dangers of getting mixed up with gangs.”
    “Molly, don't tell me you've been doing foolish things again,” Gus said as I stood fascinated at the window, torn between wanting to know why Daniel was visiting me and not wishing to con-front him again.
    “Not intentionally. I spotted a pickpocket and had him arrested, only he turned out to be a gang member with a rather violent nature.”
    “Trust you, Molly,” Sid said, shaking her head. “Well, are you going to goover there to confront him or do you want us to hide you?”
    “I suppose I'd better…,” I began.
    “No need,” Gus chimed in, joining us at the window. “Those sweet children of yours are directing him over here. Really, Molly, you must train them better in the art of lying.”
    I turned my back on their laughter as I went to intercept Daniel at the front door.
    “If you have come to lecture me again—” I started as I opened the door before he could knock.
    “I've come to invite you out to dinner with me,” he said, recoiling from my unexpected attack.
    “And you know very well what my answer to that will be. I'm not going anywhere with you until you are free and unencumbered. And since I don't think you've learned toflysince I saw you this afternoon——
    “This is strictly business.” He cut me off before I could finish.
    “Business? What possible business could you have with me?”
    “I've a proposal to put to you.” And that roguish smile crossed his lips. “A strictly business proposition. Now do you want to hear it or don't you?”
    “I suppose I'd be a fool to turn down any legitimate business proposition,” I replied frostily.
    “Come on then.” He reached out to take my arm. “I've a cab waiting on the street and reservations at eight.”
    'You were very sure that I'd come.”
    “I know you too well, Molly Murphy. I knew your curiosity would get the better of you.”
    “But I need to change my clothes if we're going out to dinner.”
    “You look justfineto me as you are. Say farewell to your friends and off