It is true, sir, and murder will out." "But is nothing known ?" I asked.

"Surely such a thing could never be done without some one seeing or knowing something about it." "I am afraid, sir, no one knows but the one who did it.

Some woman, sir, had dressed the little thing--a man would never have thought of the soft woolen cap.

And I can tell you another thing, sir--a man would never have killed a child like that; not that I am upholding men--some of them are brutes enough--but I do not think any man would throw a little babe into the water.

When a woman is bad, she is bad, and there is nothing vile enough for her." I though of the beautiful and desperate face.