"I spent about twenty dollars on the trip, I think."
"Don't you know?"
"Not exactly—no, sir—somewhere around twenty dollars, though."
"Well, now let's see about that exactly if we can," went on Mason, and here, once more, Clyde began to sense a trap and grew nervous—for there was all that money given him by Sondra and some of which he had spent, too. "How much was your fare from Fonda to Utica for yourself?"
"A dollar and a quarter."
"And what did you have to pay for your room at the hotel at Utica for you and Roberta?"
"That was four dollars."
"And of course you had dinner that night and breakfast the next morning, which cost you how much?"
"It was about three dollars for both meals."
"Was that all you spent in Utica?" Mason was taking a side glance occasionally at a slip of paper on which he had figures and notes, but which Clyde had not noticed.