“Doubtless you know to what I refer.”
Still those blank brown glasses regarded him in silence.
“Do you or do you not?” demanded Carroll, struggling to keep his temper in the face of this exasperating irresponsiveness.
“Haven’t the least idea,” replied Perkins equably.
“You were on the tram this morning when Miss Brewster was insulted, weren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“And ran away?”
“I did.”
“What did you run away for?”
“I ran away,” the other sweetly informed him, “on important business of my own.”