"Where did you go?"
"Australia. I ranched it for a time—and later I worked in Melbourne."
"What doing?" persisted Hallet.
"In—in a bank."
"A bank, eh? And then—"
"The South Seas. Just—wandering about—I was restless—"
"Beach-combing, eh?"
Egan flushed. "I may have been on my uppers at times, but damn it—"
"Wait a minute," Hallet cut in. "What I want to know is—those years you were drifting about—did you by any chance run into Dan Winterslip?"
"I—I might have."