I beg your pardon for interrupting the story of my rescue.

You had just roped Snip while he was doing his best to outrun Midnight--simple and easy as calling a taxi--'Number Two Thousand Euclid Avenue, please'-- and there you are." "Oh, do you know Cleveland ?" she cried.
For an instant he was confused.

Then he said easily, "Everybody has heard of the famous Euclid Avenue.

But how did you guess where Snip had left me ?" "Why, Stella had told me that you were riding the drift fence," she answered, tactfully ignoring the evasion of her question.

"I just followed the fence.