The practical Lucy came in with a basin of water and a towel, with which she proceeded to bathe Hashknife’s head and face. He opened his eyes and stared up at them in wonderment.
“How are yuh feelin’, pardner?” asked Sleepy.
Hashknife sat up and felt gingerly of his head.
“What happened?” he asked foolishly.
“Somebody hit yuh when yuh came out of the bathhouse.”
“Oh, yeah.” Hashknife got to his feet and blinked painfully. “I remember startin’ out, when somethin’ hit me and I seen a million stars. Who was it, Sleepy?”
“I dunno.”
Sleepy scratched his head nervously, as he told Hashknife what he had done.
“They tell me that his name was Sam Blair,” said Sleepy.