“Saw them set their stakes, did you?”
“Ev’ry one of ’em; ’specially the one they hammered into the middle of the graveyard.”
“Did you see any stakes in the gap that day?”
“Not a stake. Wasn’t through the gap till the next mornin’. Then they was a plenty of ’em there; but not a sign of a stake in the graveyard. Wa’n’t that kind o’ queer?”
“Very. Now, then, did you see any one remove any of those stakes?”
“Not a person.”
“Did you remove any of them yourself?”
“No, siree!”
“Was any one with you in the potato field when the engineers came up?”