"I will not."
"Why did you disappear?"
"I will not tell you."
"There was a suggestion of defiance as well as determination on her pretty mouth"
Hatch paused to readjust himself. He was going at things backward. When next he spoke his tone had lost the official tang—he talked like a human being.
"May I ask if you happen to know Richard Herbert?"
The pallor of the girl's face was relieved by a delicious sweep of colour.
"I will not tell you," she answered.
"And if I say that Mr. Herbert happens to be a friend of mine?"