"I guess it was. You don't seem to know much about history."
"No, I don't. I spent all my time studyin' 'stronomy when I went to school."
"What's your whole name?"
"Tom Trotter. I guess you've heard of my father. He's Judge Trotter of the Supreme Court?"
"I am afraid you don't tell the truth very often."
"No, I don't. It ain't healthy. Do you?"
"Of course I do."
This conversation was not heard by Mr. Talbot, who had taken a seat on one of the park benches, and was busily engaged in reading the morning World.
By this time Tom began to think it was his time to ask questions.
"Where did you come from?" he inquired.