A Rainy Night Beat
Officer Jimmy Wells is on his nightly beat on a deserted New York street, around 10 PM. A cold wind blows and a fine rain begins to fall. He sees a man leaning in the doorway of a hardware store, which used to be 'Big Joe' Brady's restaurant. The man, who calls himself Bob, is waiting for an old friend. Bob explains that twenty years ago, he and Jimmy Wells, his best friend, agreed to meet at this exact spot at this exact time, no matter what their lives had become. Bob talks about their last meal together at Brady's, just before he left New York to seek his fortune in the West, while Jimmy stayed in the city.
The Westerner's Tale
Bob, sounding important, describes his successful life out West, hinting that he 'had to hustle' to make his money, suggesting some illegal activities. He brags about his success, contrasting it with what he assumes is Jimmy's more ordinary life as a city resident. Bob pulls out a magnificent watch covered in diamonds, showing his wealth. He feels sure that Jimmy, 'good old Jimmy,' would have kept the appointment, even if he didn't have similar success. Officer Wells listens closely to Bob's story, watching his friend with a sharp, neutral gaze, his own identity still hidden.
A Familiar Face
Bob continues to recall Jimmy, calling him a 'plodder' but a 'fine fellow.' He assumes that Jimmy, having stayed in New York, probably didn't achieve the same financial success as Bob did in the West. He even suggests that Jimmy might work for the city, perhaps in a minor role. Officer Wells, keeping his professional manner, agrees that twenty years is a long time and can change a person greatly. He asks if Bob thinks Jimmy would have been successful if he had stayed. Bob dismisses the idea, convinced his own path was better. The officer then moves on, continuing his patrol, leaving Bob to wait alone.
The Second Man
After some time, a different man approaches Bob in the doorway. This man is taller and has a distinct nose. He greets Bob warmly, calling him 'Bob' and claiming to be Jimmy Wells. Bob is overjoyed, shaking the man's hand vigorously, believing his old friend has finally arrived. He expresses his happiness and relief that Jimmy kept the appointment. The two men begin to walk down the street together, discussing their past and catching up, with Bob still happy about their reunion. The streetlights illuminate their faces, showing more details about the 'reunited' friends.
A Sudden Realization
As they walk under the bright light of a drugstore, Bob suddenly stops, his face pale with shock and recognition. He notices a distinct feature on the man's face — a small scar above his right eye, which he hadn't seen clearly in the dim light of the doorway. More importantly, he realizes the man's nose is different from Jimmy's. He exclaims, 'You're not Jimmy Wells!' The realization hits him hard, destroying his joy and replacing it with a cold fear. The man, who had been pretending to be Jimmy, now reveals his true purpose.
The Arrest
The man, who is actually a plainclothes officer, calmly confirms Bob's realization. He tells Bob that he is under arrest for being a wanted man in Chicago, known as 'Silky' Bob. The officer explains that he was sent to arrest Bob after the first officer, Jimmy Wells, recognized him. Bob is stunned and defeated, his confidence completely gone. The officer then hands Bob a note, revealing the painful truth of the situation, a final twist from his old friend. Bob is led away, his reunion ending in capture.
The Note from Jimmy
Bob reads the note, which is from Officer Jimmy Wells. The note explains that Jimmy, the first patrolman Bob met, recognized him immediately. However, Jimmy realized that Bob was the wanted man 'Silky' Bob, and he couldn't bring himself to arrest his old friend personally. Instead, he walked away and sent a plainclothes officer to do the job. The note expresses Jimmy's regret and his conflicting emotions, but ultimately upholds his duty to the law. Bob is left to deal with the painful reality that his best friend, the man he waited twenty years for, was the one who turned him in, though indirectly.