"No, I have seen no one. Don't care much to see any one."
"I didn't know but you might have met him. He was here this morning. Told me about Louise."
"What does he know about her?"
"He told me where she had gone to live—in that old log house at the far end of the Anthony place."
"Well, go on, I'm listening."
"I didn't know that you cared to hear."
"Then why did you begin to tell me?"
She did not answer this question. She waited for him to say more. "Of course I'd like to know what has become of her."
"I went over to see her," said Mrs. Cranceford.
"The deuce you did."