"Oaky-Doaker," Curfman says amiably. "Now let's see—this is your
"No, he shot
it." Ruckus nods to his companion, who seems to be suffering from
considerable nervous tension.
Banana," the second man introduces himself.
that must have been quite a shot, Sal—lot of thick hemlock up this hollow. How
far in were you?"
don't know exactly. A long way, a quarter of a mile."
"Farther," breaks in Ruckus. "At least a half mile."
have got him about four o'clock," presses Curfman.
earlier than that," says Ruckus emphatically.
Jenny, you said it was dark when you lost your pencil. It's been a nice clear
day. The sun didn't set until four thirty."
"Well it was
getting dark back in those——woods."