“Ellington, sir,” he answered triumphantly, evidently pleased at his powers of memory.
“Where the deuce is that, though?”
“About the centre of the state, sir, I think.”
“This state, do you mean? Massachusetts?”
“Yes, sir, Massachusetts.”
“And she was a friend of Miss Devereux’s?”
“Yes, sir. I gathered as how they went to school together. And Miss Hoyt’s father, sir, died a while back and left her and her mother very poorly off, sir. And the young lady is employed in a library at Ellington, as I understand it, sir, and her mother is there, too, sir.”
“In the library?”
“No, sir, in Ellington. They used to live in Ohio, I believe.”