What else did you see ?" Mr.Rogers's voice was sharp.
"That I cannot tell you." "The murderer ?" "No: not the murderer," he answered slowly.
"Then what?
Whom ?" "I have said that I cannot tell you." "But he can, sir!" I cried recklessly.

"He saw _me_! I had just found the body and was standing beside it when he looked in." I stopped, panting.

It seemed as if all the breath in me had escaped for the moment with my confession.
Mr.Rogers turned from me to Archibald.

"I think I see.

You supposed the boy to be guilty, and helped him to get away." "No," answered Archibald, "I did not think him guilty.