She shrank from him.
“I saw you do it!” she panted.
“You saw?”
“Yes.”
“Saw what?”
“I saw it all! I saw you hurl him over the precipice!”
“But I didn’t hurl him over, Inza.”
“I saw it!” she palpitated. “Oh, Frank, what made you do it?”
“Inza, I tell you I did not! He attempted to hurl me over. He led me here, saying you had fallen over this very precipice. Then I bent over the brink and looked downward. He sprang upon me. We had a struggle.”
“And you ended it when you pushed him to his death!”