Officer, I'm just waiting for my friend, Jimmy Wells.
What're you doing here?
We decided that we would meet right here after twenty years. He was the finest chap in the whole wide world.
Alright. Hope he arrives soon.
A man comes up to him twenty minutes later.
Jimmy Wells!! Bless my heart!
Is that you, Bob?
You're not Jimmy Wells! Twenty years is a long time, but not enough to change a man's nose from a Roman's to a pug's.
It sometimes changes a good man into a bad one. You've been under arrest for ten minutees, 'Silky' Bob.
Before we proceed, here is a note from Patrolman Wells I was asked to hand you.
Bob: I was at the appointed place on time. When you struck the match to light your cigar, I saw it was the face of the man wanted in Chicago. Somehow, I couldn't do it myself, so I went around and got a plain-clothed man to do the job.-Jimmy