Mr. Curtis was down to New York all last
winter bein' treated, you see. He didn't come up here till about five
weeks ago. Loeb was workin' fer him most of the winter, gittin' up a
book er somethin', I hear. Mr. Curtis's mind is all right, I guess,
even if his body ain't. Always was a great feller fer books an'
writin' 'fore he got so sick."
"I see. Mr. Loeb came up with him from New York."
"Kerect. Him and Mr. O'Dowd and Mr. De Soto brought him up 'bout the
last o' March."
"I understand that they are old friends."
"They was up here visitin' last spring an' the fall before. Mr. Curtis
is very fond of both of 'em."
"It seems to me that I have heard that his son married O'Dowd's
sister."
"That's right. She's a widder now. Her husband was killed in the war
between Turkey an' them other countries four er five years ago."
"Really?"
"Yep. Him and Mr. O'Dowd--his own brother-in-law, y' know--was
fightin' on the side of the Boolgarians and young Ashley Curtis was
killed. Mr. O'Dowd's always fightin' whenever they's a war goin' on
anywheres. I cain't understand why he ain't over in Europe now helpin'
out one side or t'other."
"Was this son Mr. Curtis's only child?"
"So fer as I know.
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