That's how I figger it." "Hurry! Tell me--how it--happen," panted Jean.
"Wal, a little while after y'u left I seen your dad writin' on a leaf he tore out of a book--Meeker's Bible, as yu can see.

I thought thet was funny.

An' Blaisdell gave me a hunch.

Pretty soon along comes young Evarts.

The old man calls him out of our hearin' an' talks to him.