“I don’t know. I know that’s too damn long to walk for me.”
“Me too. You don’t catch me walkin’ that far.”
Ten minutes later restlessness seized them.
“I’m goin’ to see what’s out here,” said Rose, stepping cautiously toward the other door.
It was a swinging door of green baize and he pushed it open a cautious inch.
“See anything?”
For answer Rose drew in his breath sharply.
“Doggone! Here’s some liquor I’ll say!”
“Liquor?”
Key joined Rose at the door, and looked eagerly.