'All right. But I can't wait out in the cold for long.'
They went in the direction away from Paradise Street, and found shelter under a black vault of the railway. A train roared above their heads as they entered.
'I've just seen Lydia Trent,' he began. 'Did you expect that anything of this kind would happen?'
'I've told you already that I have nothing to do with Thyrza and her goings on. I told Lydia she'd better go to you if she wanted to find her sister. I hope you told her all you know.'
'What do you mean by that? How should I be able to help her to find Thyrza?'
'Oh, don't bother me!' Totty exclaimed, with impatience. 'I'm sick of it. If you've brought me out to talk in this way, you might as well have let it alone.'
'What are you driving at, Totty? I tell you I don't understand you. Speak plainly, if you please. You think that I know where Thyrza is?'
'I suppose you're as likely to as anybody.'
'Why? Confound it, why?'
She shrugged her shoulders, and turned away. He pressed his question with growing impatience.