Soapyhadconfidenceinhimselffromthelowestbuttonofhisvestupward. Hewasshaven,andhiscoatwasdecentandhisneatblack,ready-tiedfour-in-handhadbeenpresentedtohimbyaladymissionaryonThanksgivingDay. Ifhecouldreachatableintherestaurantunsuspectedsuccesswouldbehis.Theportionofhimthatwouldshowabovethetablewouldraisenodoubtinthewaiter'smind. Aroastedmallardduck,thoughtSoapy,wouldbeaboutthething--withabottleofChablis,andthenCamembert,ademi-tasseandacigar. Onedollarforthecigarwouldbeenough.Thetotalwouldnotbesohighastocallforthanysuprememanifestationofrevengefromthecafemanagement;andyetthemeatwouldleavehimfilledandhappyforthejourneytohiswinterrefuge. ButasSoapysetfootinsidetherestaurantdoortheheadwaiter'seyefelluponhisfrayedtrousersanddecadentshoes. Strongandreadyhandsturnedhimaboutandconveyedhiminsilenceandhastetothesidewalkandavertedtheignoblefateofthemenacedmallard. SoapyturnedoffBroadway.Itseemedthathisroutetothecovetedislandwasnottobeanepicureanone.Someotherwayofenteringlimbomustbethoughtof. AtacornerofSixthAvenueelectriclightsandcunninglydisplayedwaresbehindplate-glassmadeashopwindowconspicuous. Soapytookacobblestoneanddasheditthroughtheglass.Peoplecamerunningaroundthecorner,apolicemaninthelead. Soapystoodstill,withhishandsinhispockets,andsmiledatthesightofbrassbuttons. "Where'sthemanthatdonethat?"inquiredtheofficerexcitedly. "Don'tyoufigureoutthatImighthavehadsomethingtodowithit?"saidSoapy,notwithoutsarcasm,butfriendly,asonegreetsgoodfortune. Thepoliceman'smindrefusedtoacceptSoapyevenasaclue.Menwhosmashwindowsdonotremaintoparleywiththelaw'sminions.Theytaketotheirheels. Thepolicemansawamanhalfwaydowntheblockrunningtocatchacar.Withdrawnclubhejoinedinthepursuit. Soapy,withdisgustinhisheart,loafedalong,twiceunsuccessful. Ontheoppositesideofthestreetwasarestaurantofnogreatpretensions.Itcateredtolargeappetitesandmodestpurses. Itscrockeryandatmospherewerethick;itssoupandnaperythin. IntothisplaceSoapytookhisaccusiveshoesandtelltaletrouserswithoutchallenge. Atatablehesatandconsumedbeefsteak,flapjacks,doughnutsandpie. Andthentothewaiterbebetrayedthefactthattheminutestcoinandhimselfwerestrangers. "Now,getbusyandcallacop,"saidSoapy."Anddon'tkeepagentlemanwaiting." "Nocopforyouse,"saidthewaiter,withavoicelikebuttercakesandaneyelikethecherryinaManhattancocktail. "Hey,Con!"NeatlyuponhisleftearonthecallouspavementtwowaiterspitchedSoapy. Hearose,jointbyjoint,asacarpenter'sruleopens,andbeatthedustfromhisclothes. Arrestseemedbutarosydream.TheIslandseemedveryfaraway.Apolicemanwhostoodbeforeadrugstoretwodoorsawaylaughedandwalkeddownthestreet.