"Did he? I never heard that."

"And he was much impressed with his bearing."

"Well, I suppose, Mr. Carter, that if he was really penitent--"

"Never saw a man less penitent," I interrupted. "He gloried in
his crime; if I remember his exact expression, it was that the
jam was jolly well worth the powder, and if they liked to send
him to chokee they could and be--and suffer accordingly, you
know."

"And after that, Hilary--!"

"Oh, anybody can impose on Hilary, you know. Hilary only asked
what the jam was."

"It's a horrid expression, but I suppose it meant acting the part
of a gentleman, didn't it?"

"Not entirely. According to what he told Hilary, Johnny was in
love."

"Oh, and he stole for some wretched--?"

"Now do be careful. What do you know about the lady?"

"The lady! I can imagine Johnny Tompkin's's ideal?"

"So can I, if you come to that."