"Well, what happened?"
"He was standing on a box. The box tipped over or he jumped off,
I don't know which. I thought he was chasing me, and I ran."
"Afraid, eh?" jeered Phil.
"No, I wasn't afraid. I just ran because I needed the exercise; that's all. Do you think he really had my egg?"
"Who was the man, Teddy?"
"How do I know?"
"You saw him. Could you not—did you not recognize him?"
"No, it was too dark. I didn't wait long after I first discovered him, you know. I thought maybe it was that fellow Cummings, laying for me. I wish January had finished him while he had the chance."
"You noticed nothing familiar about him?"
"Yes, I did."