"When did you see her last?"
"'Bout nine o'clock, I reckon; she come down inter the dinin'-room fer
a drink o' water."
"She said nothing then about going away?"
"She didn't speak to nobody--just got a swig an' went up-stairs agin."
"How much longer were you up?"
"Oh, maybe an hour; there was some boys playing poker here an' I waited
round till they quit."
"No message for Miss Donovan up to that time?"
"No."
"You left the door unlocked?"
"Sure; them New York fellers was both out. I oughter waited till they
come in, maybe, but I was plum' tired out."
"When did they come back?"
"Oh, 'bout midnight, I reckon. Bill Lacy an' Matt Moore was along with
'em. They didn't disturb me none; just went inter the sample-room, an'
slept on the floor. I found 'em thar in the mornin', and Bill told me
how they come to be thar--leastwise 'bout himself, fer Moore had got up
an' gone afore I got down."
"I see! And these New York people--they are still here?"
"They wus all three down ter breakfast; ain't seen nuthin' of 'em
since; I reckon they're up-stairs somewhar.
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