"Jimmy, there never was a team in N Division that could beat us, The girl is hiding at Kedsty's place!" "But why HIDING ?" insisted Kent.

"She hasn't committed a crime." O'Connor sat silent for a moment.

Kent could hear him stuffing the bowl of his pipe.
"It's simply the big hunch," he grunted.

"It's got hold of me, Kent, and I can't throw it off.

Why, man--" He lighted a match in the cup of his hands, and Kent saw his face.
There was more than uncertainty in the hard, set lines of it.
"You see, I went back to the poplars again after I left you today," O'Connor went on.