"And now what about Winifrid Hurtle?" asked Fisker.
"What makes you ask? She's in London."
"Oh yes, I know she's in London, and Hurtle's at Frisco, swearing that he'll come after her. He would, only he hasn't got the dollars."
"He's not dead then?" muttered Paul.
"Dead!--no, nor likely to die. She'll have a bad time of it with him yet."

"And what about Winifrid Hurtle?" he asked.
"What makes you ask? She's in London."
"Yes, I know; and Hurtle's at Frisco, swearing that he'll come after her, only he hasn't got the money."
"He's not dead then?" muttered Paul.
"Dead! no. She'll have a bad time of it with him yet."
