“ Could it have been a woman?”
“Why, yes,” she said, “of course it could. But then he tried to make me go with him. He—”
I said, “That’s all. Forget about it. You’re certain Craig never said anything to you about Edna Cutler?”
“Why, no. I don’t know that he knew her. Did he?”
“I don’t know. I’m asking you.”
“He never said anything.”
I said, “Okay, be good. Be seeing you for dinner. ’By.”
Chapter Twenty
The man at the Navy Recruiting Office didn’t ask a lot of questions. He just hit the high spots and gave me a questionnaire to fill out. When I had the blanks all filled in, he looked it over, said, “When do you want your physical examination?”
“How soon can I have it?”