"No, sir, it ain't. But the cellar at the head of them steps is."
"Maybe he's hollered this out to hide things in?"
The blind men turned toward each other and nodded their heads.
"That's just presactly what we think," said the blond one.
"What do you do when you aren't working?"
"Oh, we sleeps and eats in Blizzard's cellar."
"How long you been on the job?"
"We don't know. We lost track."
"See much of Blizzard?"
"Oh, he's in and out, just to keep things going."