"Well, a woman," evasively.
"Miss Sarschine?"
"No, it was not Miss Sarschine, that I can swear to."
"Then who was it?"
"No one having anything to do with this case--a friend of my own."
"I must know the name."
"I refuse to tell you."
Both men looked steadily at one another, and then Dowker changed the subject.
"Why did you quarrel with your friend?"
"That is my business."