Boys, the seegars are on me." "No, they're on me," exclaimed Tom Reddon, producing a box of Perfectos.
"But, Miss Banks, you are wanted in Chicago," insisted Anderson.

Reddon interrupted him.
"Right you are, my dear Sherlock, and I'm going to take her there as soon as I can.

It's what I came East for." "Ain't--I mean, wasn't you Miss Lovering ?" muttered Anderson Crow.
"Good heavens, no!" cried Miss Banks.

"Who is she--a shoplifter ?" "I'll tell you the story, Mr.Crow, if you'll come with me," said Mr.
Farnsworth, stepping forward with a wink.
In the library he told the Tinkletown posse that Tom Reddon had met Miss Banks while she was at school in New York.

He was a Chicago millionaire's son and she was the daughter of wealthy New York people.
Her mother was eager to have the young people marry, but the girl at that time imagined herself to be in love with another man.