“Yes. Put your head in here, Charley?”
The porter put his head in between the curtains.
“Have the gentlemen in the stateroom turned out yet?” asked Patsy.
“No, sah; ain’t seed nuffin’ of ’em.”
“Were they quiet all night?”
“Yassah. Leastwise, I didn’t hear nuffin.”
“All right.”
“Friends of yours, sah?”
“Not exactly, but I’m curious about them, that’s all. You needn’t say I asked any questions.”
“No, sah—thank yo’ berry much, sah. Won’t say a word.”