betty waited while he put on his coat, and they started out. betty chatted as they walked, but mr. jarvis, who appeared a little self-conscious beneath the unconcealed interest of the neighbors, was silent. at intervals he would turn and glare ferociously at the heads that popped out of windows or protruded from doorways. fame has its penalties, and most of the population of that portion of the bowery had turned out to see their most prominent citizen so romantically employed as a squire of dames.