"Yes, sir, I remember all about her."
"Did you know who she was?"
"No, sir, she kept her veil down all the time. But she was an elegant lady. She had on a dress that swished when she walked, and an elegant muff and coat."
"What were they like?"
"Why, just fur."
"There are lots of kinds of fur. Did you notice particularly?"
"Why, dark fur, I guess," Johnny answered hopefully. "Yes, elegant black fur."
Lyon saw he was improvising and passed on to another point.
"What time did she come?"
John brightened into positiveness. "Half past seven. I know that for sure, because that was when I told her she would be apt to find him, and so I was watching out for her when she came."