"Never in your life. Say—you couldn't grouch. 'Tain't your nature."
Phyllis became aware of the "drummer." His grin was in full blast. But she quickly ignored him.
"I s'pose you know Winnipeg well?" she hazarded to her companion, with some eagerness.
"Live there," the man replied, comprehensively.
"Ah, I'm glad. Maybe you know Grand Avenue?"
The man's eyes opened wide.
"Sure I know Grand Avenoo. That's where the big fellers live. All small houses. Sort o' Fifth Avenoo, Noo York." Then he grinned. "Say, you ain't figurin' on a hotel in Grand Avenoo?"
Phyllis flushed.
"Oh, no," she disclaimed hurriedly. "I just want to get there to—to see a lady who lives there."
The conductor nodded his understanding.