"Who in particular?" the corporal persisted.
"Anybody who might have been there. What difference did it make who, as long as he could do something to relieve Archie of his pain?"
Dexter eyed the girl covertly for a space as she walked at his elbow. "Did you know a man named Mudgett?" he inquired.
"I don't remember seeing such a person, but I think I'd heard the name."
"One of Stark's gang, wasn't he?"
"Why, possibly he and Mr. Stark were associated in some way. I'm not positive though."
"Who was Mudgett's companion that night—small, swarthy, hook-beaked chap with sullen black eyes?"
"I don't recall seeing any man who answers that description," Alison asserted.
"He and Mudgett were the two who were shot," Dexter said, as he keenly scrutinized her sensitive features.
The girl nodded slowly, without speaking.