“Yes, suh.”
“Well, can you tell me how they caught him? When did he come back, and what for?” He was feeling slightly ashamed to intrude thus.
“In de afternoon, about two.”
“And what for?” repeated Davies.
“To see us,” answered the girl. “To see my motha’.”
“Well, did he want anything? He didn’t come just to see her, did he?”
“Yes, suh,” said the girl, “he come to say good-by. We doan know when dey caught him.” Her voice wavered.
“Well, didn’t he know he might get caught?” asked Davies sympathetically, seeing that the girl was so moved.
“Yes, suh, I think he did.”
She still stood very quietly holding the poor battered lamp up, and looking down.