The fifth man that we asked was an old chap who remembered that there used to be a liquor saloon once where the laundry was now.
But he didn't know who run it or what had become of him.
"'Never mind,' I says.

'You're as warm as you're likely to be this trip.
A rum shop is just about the place I'd expect that Kelly boy WOULD be in.

And, if he's like the rest of his relations on his dad's side, he drank himself to death years ago.

NOW will you head for the Savannah Line ?' "Not much, he wouldn't.

He had another notion.