"Bless my soul," he reiterated. "Bless my soul! Who would 'a' drempt it?" he burst out when he could contain himself no longer. "Wal, I never did like that feller Heath. I suspected from the first there was somethin' wrong about him. Prob'ly he has queer eyes. You can always spot a criminal by his eye. Kinder shifty an' fishy."
"I didn't notice he had fishy eyes," mildly rejoined Elisha.
"You ain't seen as much of the world as I have, 'Lish," was the patronizing retort.
"I don't know why," bristled the sheriff. "You ain't never been twenty miles beyond Wilton."
"Possibly I ain't. Possibly I ain't," grudgingly confessed Eleazer. "Travelin' ain't all there is to life, though. I'm observin', I am. I understand human nature. This Heath feller, now. I understand him."
"Then p'raps you can foretell what he's likely to do when I arrest him," put in Elisha eagerly.
"I can," Eleazer nodded. "I can prophesy just about what he'll do."
"What?"
"It's better I shouldn't tell you. 'Twouldn't be wise. We must do our duty no matter what comes of it."