little conclusions do you find that I did this thing alone or with the aid of others?"
"Dix," replied Abner, "I will answer that upon my own belief you had no accomplice."
"Then," said Dix, "how could I have carried off the horse? Alkire I might carry; but his horse weighed thirteen hundred pounds!"
"Dix," said Abner, "no man helped you do this thing; but there were men who helped you to conceal it."
"And now," cried Dix, "the man is going mad! Who could I trust with such work, I ask you? Have I a renter that would not tell it when he moved on to another's land, or when he got a quart of cider in him? Where are the men who helped me?"
"Dix," said Abner, "they have been dead these fifty years."
I heard Dix laugh then, and his evil face lighted as though a candle were behind it. And, in truth, I thought he had got Abner silenced.
"In the name of Heaven!" he cried. "With such proofs it is a wonder that you did not have me hanged."
"And hanged you should have been," said Abner.
"Well," cried Dix, "go and tell the sheriff, and mind you lay before him those little, neat conclusions: How from a horse track and the place where a calf was butchered you have reasoned on Alkire's murder, and to conceal the body and the horse you have reasoned on the aid of men who were rotting
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