When the detective spoke, it was with an effort to control his tone, to make his question casual.
"Did you see that man, Miss Rogers?"
"Yes."
"Do you know him?"
"Goodness me, no! He's been here before, though."
Carroll stopped his car at the curb. He assisted Evelyn to the ground.
Then he made a strange request.
"I wonder, Miss Rogers, whether you'd allow me to call on you some evening?"
Evelyn's eyes popped open with the marvel of it.
"You mean you want to come and call on me? Some evening?"
"If you will allow me."