"You think he looks like an honest man?"
"Honest?" She was rosy with annoyance. "Have you any idea that he is dishonest?"
"Have you?"
"Not the slightest," she said with emphasis.
"Suppose a man should set us hunting for a person who does not exist—on our terms, which are no payment unless successful? Would that be honest?" asked Keen gravely.
"Did—did he do that?"
"No, child."
"I knew he couldn't do such a thing!"
"No, he—er—couldn't, because I wouldn't allow it—not that he tried to!" added Keen hastily as the indignant brown eyes sparkled ominously. "Really, Miss Southerland, he must be all you say he is, for he has a stanch champion to vouch for him."
"All I say he is? I haven't said anything about him!"