"On Cypress Street."
"That's pretty close to the Union Station, isn't it?"
"Not so close."
"About how far away?"
Again the momentary hesitation.
"'Bout a half-block."
"And you were shooting pool there?"
"Sure I was! I c'n prove it."
Carroll grinned disengagingly.
"You don't need to prove anything to me, Barker. And for goodness' sake get the idea out of your head that I'm suspecting you of anything. I had to talk matters over with you. You knew more about the dead man than any one else; but I couldn't think you had anything to do with it, could I? You're not a woman!"