I did rob the wine-vault; I did carry off the bottles to have a quiet spree, and it was to some place on Cuthbert Road I went.

But, when I've admitted so much, I've admitted all.

I saw nothing of my sister's murder; saw nothing of what went on in the rooms upstairs.

I crept in by the open window at the top of the kitchen stairs, and I came out by the same.

I only wanted the liquor, and when I got it, I slid out as quickly as I could, and made my way over the golf-links to the Road." Wiping the sweat from his brow, he stood trembling.