DANNY'S OWN STORY BY DON MARQUIS TO MY ... - Pink Monkey

"I don't think it's possible, Dave," said the
colonel. "You can mistake words and explanations
a good deal easier than you can mistake an atmosphere.
No, Dave, I tell you that there's something
odd about it--married or not, Lucy didn't BELIEVE
herself married the last time I saw her."
"But she MUST have known," says the doctor,
as much to himself as to the colonel. "She MUST
have known." Any one could of told by the way
he said it that he wasn't lying. I could see that
Colonel Tom believed in him, too. They was both
sicking their intellects onto the job of figgering out
how it was Lucy didn't know. Finally the doctor
says very thoughtful:
"Whatever became of Prentiss McMakin, Tom?"
"Dead," says Colonel Tom, "quite a while ago."
"H-m," says the doctor, still thinking hard.
And then looks at Colonel Tom like they was an
idea in his head. Which he don't speak her out.
But Colonel Tom seems to understand.
"Yes," he says, nodding his head. "I think
you are on the right track now. Yes--I shouldn't
wonder."
Well, they puts this and that together, and they
agrees that whatever happened to make things hard
to explain must of happened on that day that
Prentiss McMakin met the doctor in the bar-room,
and didn't shoot him, as he had made his brags he
would. Must of happened between the time that
afternoon when Prentiss McMakin left the doctor
and the time Colonel Tom went out to see his sister
and found she had went. Must of happened somehow
through Prent McMakin.
We goes home with Colonel Tom that night. And
the next day all three of us is on our way to Athens,
Indiany, where I had seen Miss Lucy at.