"Yes, I do, too.
Laura, that's the thing--you're to be Laura." "And you can't remember what the part is like ?" "To save me, Cad, I can't," he answered.

"I ought to, too; I've seen the play enough.

There's a girl in it that was stolen when she was an infant--was picked off the street or something--and she's the one that's hounded by the two old criminals I was telling you about." He stopped with a mouthful of pie poised on a fork before his face.

"She comes very near getting drowned--no, that's not it.

I'll tell you what I'll do," he concluded hopelessly, "I'll get you the book.