Handsome chuckled.
"I don't know."
"What is your name?"
The man chuckled.
"They call me Handsome. That's because I'm a good looker. I have had a good many other names, but I've forgotten what they are. The police know. It's all in the records."
"My God—a police record!"
"What of it?" Bitterly he added: "We can't all be fine gentlemen and millionaires."
"Where are you from?"
"Nowhere."
"Who were your parents?"