Yet he said nothing beyond agreeing with his companions that a dastardly
crime had been committed, and expressing a hope that the assassin would
be arrested.
"He's a stranger," declared Scarcliff.
"Yes--an entire stranger," said Winsloe, emphatically, and at the same
time he bent forward to get a better view of the lifeless countenance.
Standing behind, I watched him closely.
The sight of the body had produced a remarkable change in him. His face
was wild and terrified, and I saw that his lips trembled.