1 The dreadful secret of the murder was a chronic misery.
2 Several witnesses deposed concerning Potter's guilty behavior when brought to the scene of the murder.
3 When he stood before the murdered man, he shook as with a palsy, and he put his face in his hands and burst into tears.
4 Then he remembered that the Widow Douglas had been kind to him more than once, and maybe these men were going to murder her.
5 But you can't hang a "clew" for murder, and so after that detective had got through and gone home, Tom felt just as insecure as he was before.
6 Two or three minutes later the murdered man, the blanketed corpse, the lidless coffin, and the open grave were under no inspection but the moon's.
7 He drifted listlessly down the street and found Jim Hollis acting as judge in a juvenile court that was trying a cat for murder, in the presence of her victim, a bird.
8 Now a witness was called who testified that he found Muff Potter washing in the brook, at an early hour of the morning that the murder was discovered, and that he immediately sneaked away.
9 Every day or two, during this time of sorrow, Tom watched his opportunity and went to the little grated jail-window and smuggled such small comforts through to the "murderer" as he could get hold of.