“No.”
It was Gladwin’s turn to throw up his hands.
“And don’t you even know her name?”
“No.”
“Then how in blazes were you going to call on that girl?”
“By thunder! I forgot all about getting her address,” admitted the crestfallen Barnes.
Gladwin uttered a mirthless laugh and said with sarcastic scorn:
“Oh, yes, you had a fine plan! I might have suspected as much.”
“Pile it on; pile it on,” growled Barnes. “I guess the pater has me sized up about right.”