Caleb Snow nodded understandingly.
“I been hearing things,” he suggested.
“What have you heard?”
“Well, that you was sleeping down on the beach the other night.”
So it was all over town!
“What else?”
“And that the judge broke his arm.”
“Well, what of that?”
“‘What of that?’” repeated Caleb. “That’s what I says to ’em: ‘What of it?’”
They all must have been discussing me.