_He_ might talk to some purpose.

Why don't you question him ?" "For a very good reason," replied Sweetwater, with an easy good-nature that was very reassuring.

"He was arrested on the spot; so that it wasn't he who drove this mare home, unharnessed her, put her back in her stall, locked the stable-door and hung up the key in its place in the kitchen.
Somebody else did _that_." "That's true enough, and what does it show?
That the mare was out on some other errand than the one which ended in blood and murder," was the coachman's unexpected retort.
"Is that so ?" whispered Sweetwater into the mare's cocked ear.

"She's not quite ready to commit herself," he drawled, with another enigmatical smile at the lingering Zadok.

"She's keeping something back.