"Sorry?"
"Certainly. I've enjoyed this awfully. It's rather funny, isn't it? Our meeting in the dark like this and driving all these miles together and not being able to see each other once."
"Unique, I should think."
"Yes, it's rather like being in a cell next to some one and talking by rapping against the wall."
"Is it?"
"Yes, it reminds me awfully of my young days at Brixton."
"Were you at school there?"
"Yes, for five years, before I went to Dartmoor."
"Oh, were you at Dartmoor? I had a cousin there a year or two ago. But he's out now. His name was Taber."
"What! Not Billy Taber?"