"Yes, but how did you——"
"What was the color of his hair?" Garrison interrupted.
"He had his hat on. I didn't see his hair."
"What did your uncle say at the time?"
"Nothing much, just 'that's the man'—that's all," said the duck man. "And he went away that night—I guess because Cleave turned around and saw us in the store."
"All right," said Garrison. "Where's your brother now?"
"I don't know. We don't get on."
"Do you think he knew anything about Mr. Hardy's will?"
Durgin answered with a query: "Which one?"
"Why, the only one, I suppose," said Garrison. "What do you mean?"