“What do you mean?”
“Nothing, only that the old man seems to be pretty well scared about the stuff for some reason and wanted to get it safely out of his hands. I don’t know for sure, but I think it has been traced that you were concerned in the Field matter, and the ‘boodle’ to him.”
“Nonsense!”
“Not at all! You know that you fixed the old man, and it is possible, I think, that somebody tumbled to you.”
“See here, it will be wisest for you to keep a still tongue. You’re letting it wag a trifle too freely for your best good health.”
“That’s all right. You don’t think I would go around blabbing all I know and all I guess, do you? I speak of it to your face as a fact, and would not have done it if you hadn’t invited it.”
“Well, they can’t say I murdered the old man unless they find his body.”
“But you did, all the same!”
“Yes, and I’ll murder you, too, if you don’t get out of here in a hurry!”
“I rather think not.”