“Did you see that man from Minneapolis and Chester?”
“Yes.”
“Where did they go?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?” frowned Mullins. “And why not, I should like to know?”
“Because I went to Palmer’s Theater.”
“So that is the way you spent the quarter I gave you?” exclaimed the bookkeeper, indignantly.
“I couldn’t go to Palmer’s on that.”
“Did you go with them?” asked Mullins, hopefully.
“No, but Mr. Perkins gave me money to go.”