“Yes, we both took the commercial examination last fall.”
“And you can operate the marine wireless at the Porter mansion?”
Dorothy looked at Mitchell steadily. What was he driving at?
“Yes, we have practiced on the wireless there,” she acknowledged.
“When was the marine wireless outfit installed there?”
“I don’t know.”
“Last summer?” persisted Mitchell, annoyed by the curtness of her tone.
“Oh, no, before then.”
“Then it was not erected solely for Miss Porter’s benefit?”
“No. I believe Mr. Craig Porter had it installed before he went abroad to join the French aviation corps, and Mrs. Porter never had it taken down.”