What have you told Craven?
And why have you told him anything ?" "I told him--yesterday--that I did it." "That _you_ did it ?" "Yes, that I murdered Carfax." "My God! You fool!.

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You fool!" A most dangerous thing this devotion of a fool.
But, strangely, Olva's words roused in Bunning a kind of protest, so that he pulled his eyes back into their sockets, steadied his hands, held his boots firmly to the floor, and, quite softly, with a little note of urgency in it as though he were pleading before a great court, said-- "Yes, I know.

But he drove me to it; Craven did.