"Mac always came home to his supper--he never likes to miss his meals--and I'm getting frightened about him." Heise went into the barroom next door, and returned with no definite news.

Frenna had not seen the dentist since he had come in with the harness-maker the previous afternoon.

Trina even humbled herself to ask of the Ryers--with whom they had quarrelled--if they knew anything of the dentist's whereabouts, but received a contemptuous negative.
"Maybe he's come in while I've been out," said Trina to herself.

She went down Polk Street again, going towards the flat.

The rain had stopped, but the sidewalks were still glistening.