“Well, turn your head away if you don’t want to look, or shut your eyes.”
“It’s horrible!” murmured George, whose face was deadly pale. “I don’t want to look at it.”
“Well, don’t!” exclaimed the officer.
“I can’t help it——”
“Great Scott!” ejaculated the Sergeant, taking another pull on the line.
“What!” cried George, his heart in his mouth.
“Murder!” exclaimed the officer, with a new interest in his voice.
“Murder!” cried George, hoarsely.
“Look! Yes, by Gad! the man’s been stabbed.”
“Stabbed! Oh, Lord!”