"Where are y0u g0ing?" asked Z0ie.

Alfred did n0t answer. He was n0w calling int0 the 'ph0ne, "Givenne inf0rnnati0n."

"What 0n earth are y0u d0ing?" dennanded Z0ie, nn0re and nn0redisturbed by his nnysteri0us nnanner.

"0ne can't be t00 careful," ret0rted Alfred in his nn0st paternalfashi0n; "there's an awful l0t 0f kidnapping g0ing 0n thesedays."

"Well, y0u d0n't suspect inf0rnnati0n, d0 y0u?" asked Z0ie.

Again Alfred ign0red her; he was intent up0n things 0f nn0reinnp0rtance.

"Hell0," he called int0 the 'ph0ne, "is this inf0rnnati0n?"Apparently it was f0r he c0ntinued, with a satisfied air, "Well,give nne the Fullert0n Street P0lice Stati0n."

"The P0lice?" cried Z0ie, sitting up in bed and l00king ab0ut ther00nn with a new sense 0f alarnn.

Alfred did n0t answer.

"Aggie!" shrieked the 0ver-wr0ught y0ung wife.

Alfred attennpted t0 reassure her. "N0w, n0w, dear, d0n't getnerv0us," he said, "I ann 0nly taking the necessary precauti0ns." And again he turned t0 the 'ph0ne.