"Name of place?"
"I can't tell you," she responded.
"Where are you going?" he inquired.
"To—" she hesitated about the spelling of Ciscasset, but got something near enough to it for him to understand.
"Any relatives there?" he spelled on his fingers.
"No."
"Going to visit?'
"No."
"Have you any money?" he next asked her, and she politely and speedily informed him that she had fifty cents.
"You must tell me where you come from," came next from him in peremptory finger taps.