Two dresses! with the bright one under! Well, she's even more subtle than I thought." And by this time, having reached the man he sought, he put his question: "Can you tell me anything about the woman who was sitting here?
Who she is and where she has gone ?" "The woman who was sitting here?
Why, I should say she was a factory hand and has gone to her work on the other side of the river." "Her name?
Do you know her name?
I'm a detective from New York--one of the regular police force.

I'm in search of a woman not unlike the one I saw here, though not, I am bound to state, a factory worker except on compulsion." "You are! A police detective, eh, and at your age! It must be a healthy employment.

But about this woman! I'm sorry, but I can't tell you anything except that she came on the same train you did and wanted a boat right away to take her across the river.

You see, we've no ferry here, and I told her so, and the only way she could get across was to wait for Phil Jenkins, who was going over at five.

She said she would wait, and sat down here, refusing dinner, or even to enter the house.