"I looked out and saw a machine stopped out in the road. One man was pumping water into a bucket for another."
"Then what did you do?"
"Nothing, sir. I just watched them. Motor people often stop at my pump for water."
"I see. Go on."
"That's all about them, sir. I thought nothing about it—they wouldn't wake me to ask for water; they'd just take it. Then I saw the fire over there—"
"No; go back," Eaton interrupted. "First, how many men were there in the car?"
"How many? Three, sir."
Eaton started. "Only three; you're sure?"
"Yes, sir; I could see them plain. There was the two at the pump; one more stayed in the car."
Eaton seized the man in his intentness. "You're sure there weren't any more, Dibley? Think; be sure! There weren't three more or even one more person hidden in the tonneau of the car?"