You knew Mr.Lyne; he was very decent to you." "Here, shut up," said Sam savagely.

"I don't want to talk about it.

I don't want to think about it! D'ye hear?
He was the grandest fellow that ever was, was Mr.Lyne, God bless him! Oh, my God! My God!" he wailed, and to the detective's surprise this hardened criminal buried his face in his hands.
"That's all right, Sam.

I know he was a nice fellow.

Had he any enemies--he might have talked to a chap like you where he wouldn't have talked to his friends." Sam, red-eyed, looked up suspiciously.
"Am I going to get into any trouble for talking ?" he said.
"None at all, Sam," said the policeman quickly.