I remember now. You see, things keep coming back to me. I've been trying to think where it was I seen her first. Where do you expect? It was on the Central Bridge there in Cincinnati. She was leaning on the down side rail, looking away down the river—you know how people do!"
"I've done it myself," Urleigh admitted.
"There she was. Then, down below Louisville, when I'd done my job and made my getaway—there she is! How'd she know about that gasolene boat? And then—and then"
"You think she aimed to get you after you'd made your getaway?" Urleigh repeated the substance of other questions.
"Well, that's just what she did!" Gost growled. "I fell for it like a fly to the swat! But she's on the river yet. If we can beat the good word down, for she knows I'm out the hospital, we'll visit her, all right. That's what we'll do. I got some questions I want to ask that lady!"
