“I don’t think anything about it. I merely offer the information that there was a mysterious seeming woman lurking in the halls that night: If it means nothing to anybody, there’s no harm done.”
“No; certainly not. How tall was she?”
“Above average height, and gaunt of figure.”
“About like Miss Prall?”
“Good heavens, I wouldn’t say that!”
“Why not? Is it a crime to be of Miss Prall’s appearance?”
“You’re a funny little piece! Well, then, I may say the shape was somewhat like Miss Prall’s, but I’m sure it was not she.”
“How can you be sure it was not she unless you are sure who it was?”
“I can be sure anything is not anything else, without knowing positively what anything is!” and Vail glared at her an instant, and then both broke into laughter.
“It’s all right,” Zizi informed him; “I’m only pursuing my investigations according to orders.”