"Well, that would be all right. Then if they're called on the stand, they can tell nothing. There are at least no witnesses to the deed itself."
"There's you----" suggested George.
Bob brought up short in his train of reasoning.
"But you won't testify agin me?"
"There's no reason why I should be called. Nobody even knows I was out of bed at that time. If my name happens to be mentioned—which isn't at all likely—Auntie Belle or a dozen others will volunteer that I was in bed, like the rest of the town. There's no earthly reason to connect me with it."
"But if you are called?" persisted the mountaineer.
"Then I'll have to tell the truth, of course," said Bob soberly; "it'll be under oath, you know."
Pollock looked at him strangely askant.
"I didn't much look to hear you talk that-a-way," said he.
"George," said Bob, "this will take money. Have you any?"