Shucks, mister, I do' know.

Hooligans moved out 'bout a week ago, an' then, a while after that, these guys moved in.

I ain't seen nobody round, but a sorter middlin' ol' woman.

Maybe Micky knows who they be--he lives in that next house.

Hey, Micky; here's a guy wants to ask you som'thin'!" But Micky refused to be interested, beyond a derisive wiggling of his fingers at his nose, and West, having abstracted all the information possible, made no further effort.