“Just when did you say you seen her last? April? Twenty-four? Yep. That’s the day. Long toward evenin’ wasn’t it? She went down acrost lots to her yants grave, didn’t she? What say? You didn’t know that? Oh, I thought--well, it don’t matter. That’s where she went, and he met her thar. Must uv had a date. He was waitin’ there for her. You see we was doin’ some work there round a lot, in the cem’try, me an’ a couppla others, an’ when we got back home we found we hadta go ’nother place next day so we walks back t’get our tools we’d lef’ hid. Seein’ there was somebody there seemin’ to be feelin’ bad--she was cryin’ real hard, an’ he was coaxin’ her--we didn’t like to intrude, so we set awhile under the hedge thinkin’ he’d get away. We knowed him, ya know, a great one with the dames. They always fall fer him, no matter what they are! Pretty soon we see ’em walk away down a piece to the road jes’ as we thought they would, only she was talkin’ fast, an’ cryin’. Still we didn’t think nothin’ of it, knowin’ him an’ all, till suddenly we seen him pick her up strugglin’ and chuck her into a autymobile he had standin’ there, an’ fore we could sense what was goin’ on they was off down the road. “We talked it over an’ we come to the conclusion it was just a little quarrel they was havin’ an’ none o’ our business. But two days after that Billy he missed one o’ his wedges, an’ he reckoned he musta lef’ it up to the cem’try, so we all decides to walk up, bein’ a pleasant evenin’, jus’ fer the walk. On the way we talked about the girl we’d seen an’ decided to look at the headstone an’ see if we could make out if she was a relative of ennybody we knowed. I ain’t from Meadow Brook myself but I got frien’s buried up there. But when we come in sight o’ the cem’try we seen that there car thar again, jus’ in the same place, kinda hid like behind the alders, backed down off the road, an’ we listened, an’ heard the ring of a spade. We thought that was queer, an’ we clum the bank an’ stole round to the back of the cem’try where we could see. We hadta go awful still, cause he stopped every now an’ agen to listen, but we fin’lly got where we could see, an’ he was diggin’ a grave!” Gene caught his breath and Tyke sat watching him cautiously to see just how far he could go with his tale.