His nose smelled the damp of it, and suddenly the whole soul of him burst forth.
"You don't give yourself a chance of escape, Dyck You know what Irish juries are.

Why don't you tell the truth about the quarrel?
What's the good of keeping your mouth shut, when there's many that would profit by your telling it ?" "Who would profit ?" asked Dyck.
"Who would profit!" snarled the old man.

"Well, you would profit first, for it might break the dark chain of circumstantial evidence.

Also, your father would profit.

I'd be saved shame, perhaps; I'd get relief from this disgrace.