"hesaidwithanod,
"itlooksfishy。
"
"Well,whatshouldIdo?
"askedFettes。
"Do?
"reeatedtheother。
"Doyouwanttodoanything?Leastsaidsoonestmended,Ishouldsay。
"
"Someoneelsemightrecogniseher,
"objectedFettes。
"Shewasaswell-knownastheCastleRock。
"
"Wellhoenot,
"saidMacfarlane,
"andifanybodydoes—well,youdidnt,dontyousee,andtheresanend。Thefactis,thishasbeengoingontoolong。Stiruthemud,andyoullgetKintothemostunholytrouble;youllbeinashockingboxyourself。SowillI,ifyoucometothat。Ishouldliketoknowhowanyoneofuswouldlook,orwhatthedevilweshouldhavetosayforourselves,inanyChristianwitness-box。Forme,youknowtheresonethingcertain—that,racticallyseaking,alloursubjectshavebeenmurdered。
"
"Macfarlane!
"criedFettes。
"Comenow!
"sneeredtheother。
"Asifyouhadntsusectedityourself!
"
"Susectingisonething—
"