Sir?
FABIANI.
No witnesses. A corpse on the ground. Two men beside it. Which is the assassin? There is nothing to prove it is one rather than the other—I rather than you.
GILBERT.
Miserable man! You are the assassin!
FABIANI.
Well, yes! To be frank, I am. What of it?
GILBERT.
I am going to call the constables.
FABIANI.