CaptainElishamethisgazefrankly。”Wheredidthisaccidenthappen？”askedMr。Dunn，hiscondescendingsmileabsent。”AtthecornerofSaintNicholasAvenueandOneHundredandTwenty-
EighthStreet。IthappenedlastFridaymornin’，aweekago。Andthecarthathithimwasayellowone。”
Malcolmdidnotanswer。Hispalefacegrewpaler，andthenflushedabrilliantred。Thecaptainseemedtofeelsorryforhim。”Naturally，”hewenton，”whenIheardaboutit，IrememberedwhatyoutoldMr。Sylvesterandmeattheclubthatafternoon。I
understandhow’twas，ofcourse。Youneverthoughtyou’ddoneanyrealharmandjustwenton，thinkin’’twasagoodjoke，muchasanything。Ifyou’dknownyou’dreallyhurtthepooroldman，you’dhavestoppedtoseehim。Iunderstandthat。But——””Lookhere！”interruptedDunn，sharply，”didCarolinesendyoutome？””Caroline？No，no！Shedon’tknow’twasyourautomobileatall。
Ineversaidawordtoher，’tain’tlikely。Butaforeshespentanyofhermoney，Ithoughtyou’doughttoknow，becauseIwassureyouwouldn’tlether。That’sthewayI’dfeel，andIfelt’twasnomore’nhonesttogiveyouthechance。Icomeonmyownhook；shedidn’tknowanythingaboutit。”