His soliloquy was brought to a sudden and unexpected termination when he passed around a corner and ran full tilt into another individual. Both went sprawling, and both were for the instant deprived of their wind.
"Who—what—?" spluttered James Talbot, as he picked himself up.
"You fool, you!" panted the other individual. "What do you mean by driving into me in this fashion?"
"I—I didn't see you," answered Talbot.
"You must be blind," stormed the party who had been knocked down.
"I'm not blind. I—I—was in a tremendous hurry." James Talbot looked at the other man curiously. "I—er—I—think I've met you before."
"I don't remember you."
"Isn't your name Livingston Palmer?"
"It is."
"I saw you in Granville—at the theater, and later on at the railroad station."