"I tell you, Rafe," said Reelfoot in a panic, "they suspect me--they
think I'm mixed up in this murder business."
"Accessory before and after the fact," slipped in the district
attorney. A reptile himself, he relished the wrigglings of another
reptile. "If they prove it on you, you'll be hanged sure as Dan Slike
will hang."
"I ain't the only one they can prove it on," snarled Simon Reelfoot.
"Who have you got in mind?" Rafe Tuckleton said in a colorless voice.
"Both of you, for instance," Reelfoot informed him.
"You do us a grave injustice." Thus the district attorney solemnly.
Rafe Tuckleton shook his head at Simon. "Wrong tree. You don't know
anything about us."
Simon Reelfoot gaped at both of them. "Why, we fixed it up between us.
You know we did. You even wanted two cows killed so's to make it look
lifelike to the deputies."