“Oh,” said the other, “you don't want to let yourself believe things like that.”
“What do you mean?” protested Montague. “Do you suppose they're not enemies?”
“I certainly do suppose it,” said Bates.
“But, man! I can give you positive facts that prove they are.”
“For every fact that you bring,” laughed the other, “I can bring half a dozen to show you they are not.”
“But that is perfectly absurd!” began Montague.
“Hush,” said Bates, and he waited while the string jerked.
“I-c-e,” spelled Rodney.
“That's Cummings—another dead one,” said Bates. “My Lord, but they did him up brown!”
“Who did it?” asked Montague.