“Into the village? Where did you go in the village?”
“Oh, I remember now,” said Spotty suddenly. “I thought there was something wrong with Stone—thought it was queer he didn’t stay for practise; so I just run in to Mrs. Jones’ house to see him.”
“You went to Stone’s room, did you?”
“Yep—I mean yes, sir.”
“Was Stone there?”
“No; his brother was, though.”
“The blind boy?”
“Yes, he was there.”
“How long did you stay in Stone’s room?”
“Oh, lemme see. I’d have to guess at it, for I ain’t got no watch, and I didn’t take no notice of time, anyhow. Mebbe I was there five minutes or so.”