"No, sir, I hadn't."
"But when you two got in that room at the Renfrew House in Utica and you saw how tired she looked, it was you that suggested that a vacation of some kind—a little one—something within the range of your joint purses at the time—would be good for her. Wasn't that the way of it?"
"Yes, sir. That was the way of it," replied Clyde.
"But up to that time you hadn't even thought of the Adirondacks specifically."
"Well, no, sir—no particular lake, that is. I did think we might go to some summer place maybe—they're mostly lakes around here—but not to any particular one that I knew of."
"I see. And after you suggested it, it was she that said that you had better get some folders or maps, wasn't it?"
"Yes, sir."
"And then it was that you went downstairs and got them?"
"Yes, sir."
"At the Renfrew House in Utica?"