All four Dawkinses joined the showing, which grew to include a widow from Texas, an Illinois couple with a sixyear-old and a handholding pair of seventy-something's with different last names.
Even the usually bored Dawkinses ooh-ed and aah-ed appropriately but the brothers seemed more interested in the locale of the various shots than the scenery and flora so beautifully presented.
What's the Dawkinses' interest in all this?
The couple was hoping to get on the road ahead of one or more of the feuding Dawkinses, who might be moseying to the same destination.
The Dawkinses, back to being cautiously nice to each other, were dressed for business—another necktie and nylons day, according to Paulette—scheduled for a group visit to their attorney and a realtor.
Dean knew Cynthia desperately wanted to photograph the display but both knew time was a factor if they were to visit the mine before the Dawkinses were free of their legal meetings to make the trip themselves.
The Dawkinses aren't fighting over this place because of its accessibility.
'Gold-digger bitch' sounds like a woman involved with the Dawkinses' father.
Look, if Faust is the Dawkinses' lawyer, I can't see how your saying so jeopardizes a damn thing.
At least Dean had refrained from disclosing the tie to the Dawkinses—Josh, the missing mine manager—nor had he mentioned he knew the name of the Dawkinses' stepmother.
If the skeleton dated back to the 1960's, as they were now beginning to believe, all the current players—the four Dawkinses, stepmother Jenny Radisson, and even Fitzgerald—would have barely been born, thereby excusing them from any direct culpability.
Surely none of the Dawkinses, who lived in California, would have had either access to or knowledge of the trunk-stored skeleton.
But he's far too young to have had any involvement with the Dawkinses, the mine, or the skeleton.
Dean was content to have Fred speculate in any direction, as long as it was away from the Dawkinses, and possible trouble with the court.
As Dean passed the Beaumont Hotel, he caught sight of Dickinson Faust, the Dawkinses' attorney, emerging, his hand on the arm of a striking woman who didn't seem to care for the gesture.
The Dawkinses are staying at my bed and breakfast.
"Tell me about the Dawkinses," he asked.
Dean took advantage of the time before the water fight to detail to Cynthia his conversation with the Dawkinses' stepmother.
It's private land, not national forest or park lands, and even though you or the Dawkinses own all this, it's not posted, except for the mine tunnel.
It wouldn't do to taint Fred O'Connor's open mind about the Dawkinses before the trial.
I thought all the Dawkinses were out to dinner.
Dean speculated that they might be concentrating too much on Fitzgerald and the Dawkinses, and not on others who had access to the Deans' quarters.
He explained about the Dawkinses' litigation, but didn't mention Jennifer Radisson or Dickinson Faust.
While Cynthia hemmed and hawed about the most diplomatic way to suggest that the Dawkinses might billet down to two rooms from the three they now occupied, the situation cured itself.
The guests of longer term, the three remaining Dawkinses and Brandon Westlake, were all absent.
When Dean returned to Bird Song, it was mid-morning, but if he expected a quiet empty building with the Dawkinses at the courthouse and the rest of the clientele enjoying the splendors of Ouray, he was wrong.
Any idea what caused the Dawkinses' quick change of heart?
If "metalman29" was someone who wished to remain incognito, he might not answer, but he'd know that someone besides the Dawkinses was aware of his existence.
The audience included the Dawkinses, still in residence after an airplane mechanical problem delayed them yet another day.
He knew with the Dawkinses about to leave and with the Lucky Pup Mine controversy settled, he'd better concentrate on finding an answer to the body Martha discovered before any chance to do so was gone for good.
The Dawkinses were history and no one seemed to miss the feuding quartet.