"I?" returned Truesdale, carelessly. "I'm just a passer-by; I'm on my way to Japan."
"Oh no; not Japan!" said the girl, quickly.
"Japan, I assure you," he smiled.
She caught herself. "To escape my uncle, then?"
"Why that, in Heaven's name?"
"You have offended him."
"Dear me! How?"
"By what you said at the house the other night. About the costumes, you know."
"Nonsense. How could that have reached him?"
"Those things do get around. Do you know what he's going to do? He's going to cut your comb. My aunt—she cried like anything."