"I will not," she began, then: "Certainly I know of it."
"You know that a man and a woman are accused of and sought for the theft?"
"Yes, I know that."
"You will admit that you know the man was in Burglar's garb, and that the woman was dressed in a Western costume?"
"The newspapers say that, yes," she replied sweetly.
"You know, too, that Richard Herbert went to that ball in Burglar's garb and that you went there dressed as a Western girl?" The reporter's tone was strictly professional now.
Dollie stared into the stern face of her interrogator and her courage oozed away. The colour left her face and she wept violently.
"I beg your pardon," Hatch expostulated. "I beg your pardon. I didn't mean it just that way, but——"
He stopped helplessly and stared at this wonderful woman with the red hair. Of all things in the world tears were quite the most disconcerting.
