"Here," said Lost Man.
"Yes, but after you leave here where do you go?" persisted Daphne.
"There," said Lost Man.
With a little wail of despair Daphne pointed back toward her father.
"What is that man's name?" she demanded.
"It doesn't matter," said Lost Man. "He has such a good face."
"Yes, but what's my name?" giggled Daphne.
As though just a little bit wearied by the catechism Lost Man resumed his coffee drinking.
"Everything is all the same," he said.
"But I tell you I won't be an 'All the Same!'" cried Daphne. "My name is Daphne! D-a-p-h-n-e! Daphne! Remember it now!" she admonished him. "You've simply got to remember something! . . . Daphne! Daphne! Daphne!"