George.
No! How should I?
Alec.
Come now, you must know something about it. Last Tuesday you came into camp and told me the Turkana were very excited.
George.
[Unwillingly.] Oh, yes! I remember something about it. It had slipped my memory.
Alec.
Well?
George.
I'm not very clear about it. The woman had been shot, hadn't she? One of our station boys had been playing the fool with her, and he seems to have shot her.