L.—Oh my, that’s too bad! He was a nice old fellow and Mr. Williams thought a lot of him.
R.—What was his name?
L.—Mr. Williams called him Uncle Frank, and when he introduced him to me after he came to, he called him Mr. Dutcher.
R.—Do you know where he lived?
L.—No. I don’t think he lived in the city because he didn’t come here often, and when he came to, Mr. Williams told him he oughtn’t to come all the way alone.
R.—Do you know what his business was?
L.—No. He looked like he had some money.
R.—When was it that he fainted here?
L.—Let’s see. It was about three weeks ago, I guess.
R.—Did Mr. Williams have any relatives in the city?