"You surely would know her if you saw her."
"I don't think I should."
"Well, of all the confounded fixes that ever I met with, this is the greatest!"
"That's the peculiarity of my present situation."
Jack relapsed into smoky silence.
"The fact is," said Jack, after a brief pause, "we've got to go to work systematically. Now, first of all, I want to know what she looks like."
"Well, that's the very thing I don't know."
"Nonsense! You must know something about it. Is she a blonde or a brunette? You can answer that, at least."
"I'm not sure that I can."
"What! don't you know even the color of her complexion?"