Surely by thine own action!
Horace.
I see. You ran up to see what was the matter. Fact is, my head's still rather buzzy. I fancy I must have hit it somehow when I was trying to open that jar.
The Stranger.
Then it was thy hand and none other that removed the stopper?
Horace.
I—I suppose so. All I know is that something went off with a bang. I can't imagine what could have been inside the beastly thing!
The Stranger.
Who else but I myself?
Horace.