"If it wasn't him that did it I don't know who it was." "It wasn't," she jerked vehemently.
"You'd wish so, of course.

But--Look here!--I'm pretty sure they met again last night after--" "Yes, they met, and Tom tried to fight him--" "Ah--then!" "And he's gone up at once, as soon as he heard that Tom was found, to tell them all about it." "Aw!"-- decidedly crestfallen at the wind being taken out of his sails in this fashion.

"I--I thought--maybe I could help him--" "Oh you did, did you ?"--plucking up heart at sight of his discomfiture.
"And how were you going to help him ?" "If he's gone to make a clean breast of it it's all up, of course.

If he'd kept it to himself--" "He might have run away, you mean ?" "Safest for him, maybe.

Up above Coupee there's a stone with blood on it.