“We reckon it do.”
Mrs. Rightbody, flushed and animated, would have given worlds had her daughter been present to hear this undoubted confirmation of her theory. Yet she felt a little nervous and uncomfortable even on this threshold of discovery.
“Is she here now?”
“She's in Tuolumne,” said Seventy-Four.
“A little better looked arter than formerly,” added Seventy-Five.
“I see. Then Mr. Silsbie ENTICED her away?”
“Well, ma'am, it WAS allowed as she runned away. But it wasn't proved, and it generally wasn't her style.”
Mrs. Rightbody trifled with her next question.
“She was pretty, of course?”
The eyes of both men brightened.