There's no mystery and no money--" "No," said Kenny dully, "no mystery and no money." He moved toward the door with a curious trance-like feeling that this was still a part of his dream.
"Just a commonplace story of self," said the doctor, following him to the door, "with two ragged little kids the victims.

Myself I think it's just as well, Mr.O'Neill, to say as little as possible about things of this sort.

Tales up here grow.

And fire that isn't fed goes out.

It's bound to.