Banneker nodded. After a ruminative pause Densmore asked an abrupt question.
“You found my sister after the wreck, didn’t you?”
“Well; she found me.”
“Was she hurt?”
“Yes.”
“Badly?”
“I think not. There was some concussion of the brain, I suppose. She was quite dazed.”
“Did you call a doctor?”
“No. She wouldn’t have one.”
“You know Miss Van Arsdale, don’t you?”