"Will it get into the papers?"
"That's nothin' to me. Will you answer now, or do you want to stay here till mornin'?"
"My name is Smith."
"Place of residence?"
"Brooklyn."
"Who's the lady?"
"My sister."
"Step up here, lady, if you please!"
Hugh felt the floor giving away beneath him. That Grace could not have heard a word of the foregoing examination, he was perfectly aware. Vainly, and with a movement of his lips, he essayed to convey the name she should answer.
"Don't butt in, you!" was the instant warning given by the observant officer, and then--