“You ought to have gone yourself, anyway,” said Roy, “then you’d have heard what she said.”
He pretended not to have any sympathy with Tom in this matter.
“What was that other thing she said?”
“What’s that shouting?” said Roy.
“What was that other thing she said?”
“What other thing?”
“You know.”
“I guess that picnic bunch is flopping around on the river from the sound.”
Silence for a few minutes.
“What was that other thing she said?”