"Ezra Longman saw him when he committed the murder," Young told her, watching the interest gather in the eager face. "Letts used your father's gun. That accounts for his having been accused."
Tess nodded her head.
"Ezy were here last night," she commented quietly. "He were sick."
"He was under my care for a long time," explained Young, "and last night escaped and walked home through the rain.... He is dead."
"Dead!" gasped Tess. "Dead!"
Impetuously she bent toward him, and finished:
"Ezy Longman ain't dead!"
"Yes, he is," replied Young. "He died in his father's hut, last night. I have just left there, and I feel heartily sorry for them both."
"Myry?... Did ye see Myry?"