“What about?” asked Hank, in no friendly tone of voice.
“About this robbery.”
“Wa’al, I’ve told all I know. I was jest tellin’ Mrs. Spriggs here about it, and if ye want to listen I s’pose there ain’t no law against it.”
“That’s the trouble, you’ve been talking too much about this case,” said the old soldier sternly. He was a man who went straight to the point.
“Too much? What d’ ye mean? Guess I’ve got a right to say what I please about my own affairs.”
“You have, about your own business, but not about that of any one else.”
“What d’ ye mean?”
It was plain to see that Mr. Lee was uneasy. Those in the store crowded up closer to hear the conversation between him and the former blacksmith.
“I mean you have practically accused Dan Hardy of robbing your store.”
“I didn’t say he really done it.”