Hiram Hooker stood motionless in the alley back of Lucy Dalles' cabin and listened intently through the knothole.
"Well," he heard Al Drummond saying to Lucy, "I see they got in again this evening."
Hiram supposed "they" referred to the freighting outfit of Jerkline Jo.
"Yes," replied Lucy, "and here it is late January, Al, and we've accom