You had me guessing, and that's a fact." "Well, you've had me; now 'fess up the whole mystery of it, Johnny.

You _know_ that wasn't you, telephoning with a cold, that night.

You know very well you weren't at camp at all; not for a couple of days, anyway.
Probably that was while you went to the burning sands of Mexico.

I don't understand that part, either; how you found out, and all.

But who was it 'phoned for you?
There were things he said--" "Huh?
What things?
On the square, I don't know, Mary V.I never told anybody to 'phone--nobody knew I was going, except a greaser that told me about the plane, and went with me to see it." "Well, I don't understand it at all.