Murder -- Fiction; San Francisco (Calif.) -- Fiction
It seemed that the afternoon of the opening day a man who was a waiter
at the Poodle Dog was put on the stand. This was the new witness Mr.
Dingley had spoken of. He told how Mr. Rood had been at supper in the
restaurant at about midnight, how Mr. Montgomery had come in with
another gentleman, and gone up to the table where Rood was sitting.
While he did so the other gentleman sat at a table near the door. Mr.
Rood and Mr. Montgomery did not have supper together, the waiter said;
did not even drink together. They talked only for a few minutes, and
he thought they were disagreeing because, though their voices were not
loud, they sounded angry. Then Mr. Rood got up suddenly, overturning
his chair, and said, "I won't hear anything from you," and though he
had not finished supper, paid his bill and went out of the restaurant.
Mr. Montgomery had waited a few moments before he followed him. The
gentleman who had sat near the door had been the last to leave the
restaurant.
"And then," said Hallie, warming to her narrative, "they called the man
who had come into the Poodle Dog with Johnny, and what do you think! it
was Willie Felton."
"Not the one who went to dancing-school with us, and had such red
cheeks?" I wondered.
"His cheeks aren't red now," said Hallie; "and he has wrinkles all
around his eyes, just like an old man. He has been awfully dissipated.
And, oh Ellie, you should have seen him sitting up there looking at Mr.
Dingley and looking at Mr. Jackson, and biting his nails, and never
daring to look at Johnny Montgomery. He said he had met Johnny about
twelve o'clock that night, by chance on Montgomery Street. They had
walked a little way together, and Johnny had said, 'I am going away
to-morrow,' and Willie Felton asked was he going to the races. Johnny
laughed and said, 'No. I am going to some place I've never seen
before, and I'm not coming back until everybody has forgotten me.' He
behaved queerly, seemed to be very much excited; although, Willie said,
he was sure he hadn't been drinking.
"As they came to the Poodle Dog Johnny said, 'There is some one here I
want to speak to.' And after they were inside he said, 'Excuse me a
moment,' so Willie Felton took a table near the door, saw Johnny talk
with Rood, saw Rood upset his chair as he went out, and Johnny follow
him out of the door. When he himself got outside, he said that Rood
was nowhere in sight and that Johnny was standing looking up Montgomery
Street. He seemed to be very angry. Willie said, 'Where are you
going?' and Johnny turned on him and said, 'I'll tell you where I'm
going--I am going about my business!' and then he walked quickly away
up the street in the same direction that Rood had taken.
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