“Good-evening,” said Bob, politely. “I called to find out if you could tell me where that lady and gentleman who just left had gone to.”
“No, I can’t,” snapped the woman. “What do you want to know for?”
“I wish to see the lady.”
“So did several men. But she’s gone, and I’m glad of it.”
“Will you please tell me her name?”
“I don’t know it. She said it was Brown, but perhaps it isn’t. I didn’t like her, and I’m glad the man came and took her away.”
“Do you know where she came from?”
“No. She paid in advance, and I needed the money, so I took her in. But she was too sly for me. Is that all you wanted to know?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Without another word, the woman shut the door in Bob’s face and locked it. Bob could not help but smile to himself.