WITH HIS HANDS FULL OF MONEY AND HIS EYES SHUT Under Cliff's direction, that afternoon Johnny did what a woman would call shopping.

He bought among other things a suit of khaki such as city dwellers wear when they go into the wilds.

Cliff had told him that he must not appear among people in the clothes of a flyer, but must be a duck hunter and none other when they left Los Angeles.

When that would be, Johnny did not know; nor did he know where they were going.

But a duck hunter he faithfully tried to resemble when he let Cliff into his room at five o'clock in the evening, which meant after the lights were on in the quiet hallways of the Alexandria, and the streets were all aglow.