"Do? Do? Oh, nothing. Walked around——"
"Hold on, you said he was in a car."
"No, walked around, sly—oh, so sly——"
"Rubbish! you're making up!"
"Of course he is," said Iris, "he can't tell a connected story. Who was the man, Sam?"
"Don't know name. But—he was at the show to-day."
"At the inquest! No!" Bannard exclaimed.
"Yes, he was. Same man. Oh, I know him, he killed Missy Pell."
"How did he get in the house," Bannard tried to draw him on to further absurd assertions.
"Dunno," and Sam shook his uncertain head. "But he did, and he kill—and kill—and so, he come to show."