“Didn’t anyone tell you to expect ‘Jawn’ Galloway?”
“No.”
“He’s forgot it!”
“Please let me send for Jerry,” Mrs. Wells suggested nervously. “Please——”
“Oh, I have nothing to do with business.” He waved a large palm. “I’m just a guest.”
“Your name, you said——” Mrs. Wells tried to clear the mystery.
“No, I haven’t said, have I?” he asked blandly.
Phœbe broke in. “You have; you just asked us if we weren’t expecting a ‘Jawn’ Galloway?”
“I did,” he nodded; “but by the same token that’s not saying ‘Jawn’ Galloway’s my name.”
“I think,” Phœbe remarked emphatically, “we had better ’phone for Casey—Casey is the police force, Mr. ‘Jawn’—and have done with it.”