“Why — I don’t understand what you’re getting at.”
“Neither do I,” Bertha said. “I just wanted to know, that’s all.”
“What difference does it make?”
“It might make a lot. Do you go to one shop regularly?”
“Yes.”
“Where?”
Belder hesitated for a moment, then said, “It’s the Terminal Tonsorial Parlour near the Pacific Greyhound bus station.”
“Go there regularly?”
“Yes.”
“Been going there quite a long while?”