The word's out that a city man's lookin' for some_thing_ or some_body_ in these hills.

And the man's stayin'-- " "Where ?" "At the huntin' club where folks don't go no more.

I ain't seen him, but th' word's passed.

He's a city man and a stranger, and got a little fella' that's been a soldier into th' army stayin' with 'im.

I thought yo' furriner was him, Miss, honest to God I did." The incident amused Shirley and she laughed aloud.