"No. She was very much frightened, but I threatened to call a policeman, and the fellow went off grumbling."
"She won't be safe till he gets into prison again."
On his way back to the jeweler's Mark met his friend Tom Trotter.
"Where are you goin'?"
"Out West."
Tom's eyes expanded like saucers.
"You ain't jokin'?"
"No."
"When you're goin'?"
"This afternoon."