“You’re welcome,” responded the captain dryly. “Ex-sailor, aren’t you?”
“Yeah. How did you know?”
“I can usually tell ’em. Out of work?”
“No.” The man’s curt answers made it clear that he resented questions.
“You haven’t told us your name.”
“John Munn,” the man replied after a slight hesitation.
“We tried to catch the man who pushed you off the bridge,” contributed Jerry. “He got away.”
The sailor gazed steadily, almost defiantly at the reporter.
“No one pushed me off the bridge,” he said. “I fell.”
“You fell?” echoed Jerry. “Why, I thought I saw you and another man struggling—”