"Why, Mr Day, don't you know that Sarah Ann Wilson, from up at your place, has been over to Granger's, trying to get him to give her a warrant for your young lady?"
"There's several kinds of fools about, but Sarah Ann Wilson's all kinds of them together."
"So it seems that Granger thinks. Anyhow he ain't given it her. He's locked up Mr Morice instead."
"What's that?"
Another man chimed in.
"Why, Mr Day, where are you been not to have heard that they've locked up Mr Morice for murdering o' that there chap in Cooper's Spinney."
"What nonsense are you men talking about?"
"It ain't nonsense, Mr Day; no, that it ain't. You go over to Granger's and you'll soon hear."
"Who locked him up?"
"Granger and Mr Nunn, that's the detective over from London. They locked him up between them. It seems he gave himself up."