"Yep."
"Everything that's gone wrong lately is the fault of Lem Parraday's bar."
"Huh! I wonder?" questioned Marty. "Guess Nelse Haley won't lay his trouble to liquor drinking."
"No? I wonder——"
"Here's the library building, Janice," interrupted the boy. "Want me to go any further with you?"
"No, dear," she said, taking the bag from him. "Tell Aunt 'Mira I'll be home in the morning in time enough to dress for church."
"Aw-right."
"And, Marty!"
"Yep?" returned he, turning back.
"I see there's a light in the basement of the library building. What's going on?"