"All right, lad; there is no answer."
The boy stood around and finally Dunne handed him a nickel. The boy laughed, said "thank you," and walked away, and Dunne said:
"You have never seen Cad Metti?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Why, certainly, I'd know if I had ever seen her."
"You would?"
"Yes."
"Wise, your memory fails you."
"I've never been accused of loss of memory."