“Oh, I agree with her all right.”
“Do you think there’s any possibility this young man could have been at the depot and you not seen him?”
“Well, now there’s just a chance — just a bare chance.”
“Would it,” I asked, “be too much to ask what this is all about?”
Mrs. Clutmer said, “Why, don’t you know? They—”
“That’ll do, Mrs. Clutmer. I’ll handle this,” the thief interrupted.
She glared at him and said, “Well, you don’t need to snap a person’s head off. I was only going to tell him—”
“I’ll tell him.”
“Well, he can read it in the papers. I guess there’s no great secret about it. I—”
The chief made a motion to Kleinsmidt. He pushed his big frame up out of the chair, said to the Clutmers, “All right, folks, that’s all.”