"Yes."
"Well, do you recall the cook-book and the salt and pepper shakers and the spoons and knives and so on that she put in her bag?"
"Yes, sir. I do."
"What do you suppose she had in mind when she left Biltz—with those things in her trunk—that she was going out to live in some hall bedroom somewhere, unmarried, while you came to see her once a week or once a month?"
Before Belknap could object, Clyde shot back the proper answer.
"I can't say what she had in her mind about that."
"You couldn't possibly have told her over the telephone there at Biltz, for instance—after she wrote you that if you didn't come for her she was coming to Lycurgus—that you would marry her?"
"No, sir—I didn't."
"You weren't mental and moral coward enough to be bullied into anything like that, were you?"
"I never said I was a mental and moral coward."