'So dae I, though I think, mind, she's been very shabby to me; but she was my chum,' said Teen, with an unusually soft look on her face. 'She didna care a button what she said to a body, but at the same she wad dae onything for ye.'
'And you still think she is in London?'
'Yes,' answered Teen, without a moment's hesitation 'Learnin' to be an actress, as sure as I sit here.'
'Somehow I don't think it. I have an odd feeling at times about her, as if she were not so far away from us as we imagine.'
'She's no' in Glesca, onyway. She couldna be in Glesca withoot me kennin',' replied Teen confidently. 'There's some that think she gaed aff wi' a beau, but they never said it twice to me. I kent Liz better than that. She could watch hersel'.'
'Did you know him, the man you call her beau?' inquired Gladys, with a slight blush.
'Ay, I kent him,' said Teen, looking away over the landscape as if she suddenly found it of new and absorbing interest.
'And have you seen him since?'
'Ay.'
'Did you speak to him, or ask him if he knew anything about her?'