"Only show me where she is, then—point out the place."
"If I find you snooping around, you'll need hospital attention for a long time."
"Then you won't help facilitate the proceedings, secretly?"
"No, since you've begun this game, find out what you can yourself. What do you think I am?"
"A very foolish young man to treat me so when I am still your best friend."
"Here comes the north-bound train. You hop aboard and go on back to New York."
Seething with rage, I caught Penton Baxter by the arm and thrust him up the steps....
Next morning came a letter from Darrie, from the Martha Washington. We were the talk of the town, she told us.
She had tried to keep Penton from employing detectives to follow us. She advised us to return to New York—we must be out of money by this time....