She's living in a little town in Indiany called Athens--or she was about eighteen months ago." They both looks at me like they thinks I am crazy.
"What do you know about it ?" says Doctor Kirby.
"Are you David Armstrong ?" says I.
"Yes," says he.
"Well," I says, "you spent four or five days within a stone's throw of her a year ago last summer, and she knowed it was you and hid herself away from you." Then I tells them about how I first happened to hear of David Armstrong, and all I had hearn from Martha.

And how I had stayed at the Davises in Tennessee and got some more of the same story from George, the old nigger there.
"But, Danny," says the doctor, "why didn't you tell me all this ?" I was jest going to say that not knowing he was that there David Armstrong I didn't think it any of his business, when Colonel Tom, he says to Doctor Kirby--I mean to David Armstrong: "Why should you be concerned as to her whereabouts?
You ruined her life and then deserted her." Doctor Kirby--I mean David Armstrong--stands there with the blood going up his face into his forehead slow and red.
"Tom," he says, "you and I seem to be working at cross purposes.

Maybe it would help some if you would tell me just how badly you think I treated Lucy." "You ruined her life, and then deserted her," says Colonel Tom agin, looking at him hard.
"I DIDN'T desert her," said Doctor Kirby.

"She got disgusted and left ME.

Left me without a chance to explain myself.