"An' what's more, Colonel Gaylord warn't the man to drown in three foot o' water without making a struggle.

This ain't no accident.

It's murder! We must go back an' get the coroner.

It's agen the law to touch the body until he comes." It went to my heart to leave the old man lying there at the bottom of that pool, but I could not prevail on one of them to help me move him.
The coroner must be brought, they stubbornly insisted, and they restrained me forcibly when I would have waded into the water.

We turned back with shaking knees and hurried toward the mouth of the cave, slipping and sliding in the wet clay as we ran.