“The man is in this city now, and they are working together again.”
“I dunno’d I see whut they’re goin’ to make aout of it, but mebbe yeou do.”
“Not yet. They must be enemies I have made.”
“Who’s Mrs. Hayward Grace?”
“Never heard the name before.”
“Waal, he didn’t sign his name Hayward Grace, so it seems he ain’t her husband; don’t it, Frank?”
“He signed ‘P. F.’ Now, I wonder what one of my enemies can be fitted to those initials?”
“I dunno.”
“Nor do I. But this telegram has given me a feeling of relief, for I am glad to know the man was not drowned.”
“Drownin’s too good fer him! He oughter be hung!”