“Did I say that aloud?” said Gilmore, wonderingly.
“Why, you shouted it.”
“I was thinking about whether it was possible that the constable was right.”
“That’s queer,” said Macey; “I was thinking just the same.”
“And that Distie had done it?”
“Yes.”
“Well, don’t you see that it is impossible?”
“No, I wish I could,” said Macey sadly; “can you?”
“Why, of course. Vane’s as strong as Distie, isn’t he?”
“Yes, quite.”