Defend him!" he exclaimed.

"I hope they will hang him.

I suspected him, and yet I was afraid to, for in some way it seemed to involve me--I don't know how.
But I knew that the wretches would fix it up and ruin the Colossus.
For weeks and weeks it has been gnawing me like a rat.

But what could I do?
I was afraid to discharge him.

He's got a running tongue.