“I don’t know. You know folks like us go everywhere.”
“Very well,” said Scott, “you will then be unable to get the money which I shall bring, or send you.”
“Maybe we won’t go away at all.”
“Then I shall, of course, find you here.”
“Yes, but there is something that I could tell you now if I thought you would pay me for it.”
“I will, if it is worth anything.”
“It is about your wife.”
“What of her?”
“I can tell you something that would make you curse her. You don’t know her.”
“What do you know of her?”