"Nonsense! Does Ralph deny that he was seen on the streets of Westville that night?"
"He went to Dr. Foley's for me. I was sick."
"Was he not seen right in front of the post office directly after the explosion?"
"He had to pass the post office to get to Dr. Foley's."
"Of course," sneered Squire Paget. "But if he was innocent, why did he not remain in the crowd instead of leaving in such a hurry inside of a minute or two?"
"He was afraid I might get worse. Had I not been sick, he would have remained, without a doubt."
"You don't look very sick now, madam," with another sneer.
"No, thanks to the plaster and the medicine Dr. Foley gave Ralph, I have quite recovered again."
"Humph!" sniffed the great man, and drew up his lips.
"You do not believe that I was sick, do you?"