"No," answered Dock.
"Who was it, then—don't you see?"
Dock did not choose to see yet, though his mental visuals had perceived from the beginning what the old man was driving at; and he was greatly rejoiced to have the suspicion turned away from himself.
"Who else goes down on to that P'int, almost every day of the week, 'cept Sunday?—and he don't go then 'cause he's go'n' to jine the church," continued the miser, excited by the topic he was discussing.
"You don't mean Levi—do you?" said Dock, opening his eyes as wide as the hawse-holes of a man-of-war.
"I see The Starry Flag a standin' over to Mr. Watson's new house when I was goin' down to the P'int."
"Did you?" asked Dock, when the old man paused to note the effect of the climax of the inductive argument upon the listener.
"I sartainly did. That proves that Levi went down to the P'int afore I did—don't it?"
"Well—yes; he went down there, of course," added Dock, in rather deprecating tones. "He couldn't have got his boat if he hadn't gone down there."
"Then of course Levi done it!" exclaimed the old man. "'Tain't no use o' beating round the bush no more. Levi done it, and he meant to kill me."