'But—you said——'
'Yes, I know I did; but I studied it all over, an' I wa'n't mistook, not a mite! That feller jest went through an' out the back door, and changed his clo's somewhar, an' came back playin' gentleman. But, I tell ye, I knowed them hands! 'Twas him I seen come out of that door to-day.'
'Are you sure?'
'Sartin sure!'
'Then—wait one moment. Did you see him go far? Where did you see him last?'
'Wal, there—there was an alley next to the house, and acrost that was another house, and then a saloon. He went into the saloon.'
'Oh!' This was the answer I had hoped for. 'Pray go on, Mrs. Camp.'
'I'm goin' to. You know I said there was a man come and shet the door; wal, I got jest a glimpse of him at the door, and it kind o' started me, and I came by real slow, a-lookin' at the house. I noticed that every winder in the front was shet, and the curtains down, all but one, and that was the front one next the alley; that was open half-way and the curtain was up. I couldn't see inside, but jest as I came oppersite the winder a man's face popped right out of it for jest a minit, lookin' the way the other feller went, and then it popped out o' sight ag'in; but I had seen it square!'
'Who was it?' I demanded, now thoroughly aroused.
'It was that feller that was so perlite to Camp and me the time you was arristed; the Sunday-school feller.'