"Nobody!" exclaimed the young man. "It must belong to somebody."
"No it don't."
"How can that be?"
"The owner is dead and gone."
"Then it belongs to his heirs."
"He has no heirs."
"Who is he, anyhow?"
"He isn't anybody now. Didn't I say he was dead and gone?" demanded Miss Liverage, impatiently.
"Well, who was he, then?"
"I don't know."