She glanced back at her friends nervously, and then at the man again. "I don't get you," she said.
"Neither do we," the smaller man said.
The boys across the room were listening quietly and then one of them said, "Go on, tell 'em, Miss Framis."
"We just want you to quint," the big man said, "and won't thursday on it."
She stared at him without expression and got up slowly. She went over to her friends. "Let's get out of here," she said.
She was shivering.
Q. You say you object to this line of questioning?
A. (She) No, I just don't like being spied on. And it made the kids ... mad. They wrecked the car and that meant starting all over again.
Q. The car?