"Are you a married man?" he inquired, abruptly.
"G'wan! I thought ye wanted a baggage-man," the big fellow replied.
"Don't kid me; this is important."
"Shure, I am, but I don't want any accident insurance. I took a chance and I'm game."
"Have you any daughters?"
"Two of them. But what's it to ye?"
"Suppose one of them disappeared?"
The baggage-man seized Anderson by the shoulder; his eyes dilated; with a catch in his voice he cried:
"Love o' God, speak out! What are ye drivin' at?"
"Nothing has happened to your girls, but—"