"You don't know?"
"I said, I suspect," was the angry retort.
"And you didn't kill him?"
"In this campaign my hands were tied."
The boy, watching furtively his father's increasing nervousness and anger, continued his questions in a slower, cooler tone:
"When you returned and found her here, you could have put her out?"
"Yes," Norton answered tremblingly, "and I ought to have done it!"
"But you didn't?"
"No."
"Why?"