I'm not certain that I shall go at all.

If I do, I shall run out by train, and take my chances with the crowd." Stoller insisted no further.

He felt no offence at the refusal of his offer, or chose to show none.

He said, with the same uncouth abruptness as before: "Heard anything of that fellow since he left Carlsbad ?" "Burnamy ?" "Mm." "No." "Know where he is ?" "I don't in the least." Stoller let another silence elapse while they hurried on, before he said, "I got to thinking what he done afterwards.

He wasn't bound to look out for me; he might suppose I knew what I was about." March turned his face and stared in Stoller's, which he was letting hang forward as he stamped heavily on.