"Anyhow, he didn't impress me, and he didn't impress the Coroner. The Coroner kept at him a long time, trying to get it out of him, _how_ he'd lost the sack and so on. Some of the jury asked questions too. They couldn't understand about the wood-collecting and what he wanted firewood for in the summer, and--Oh yes, _I_ remember. He said it must have slipped off the boat, you see, and been picked up by somebody. Then they asked him what he did with the wood when he picked it up--did he put it in the sack then and there or what? He said no, he just threw it in the bottom of the boat. _Then_ the Coroner said, 'When did you put it in the sack?' Mr. Egerton said, 'In the garden, of course, to take it indoors.' And then, you see, the Coroner said, 'Why on earth did he take the sack out in the boat at _all_?' You could have heard a--" Mrs. Vincent thought better of it. "Mr. Egerton couldn't answer that--he just looked sheepish, and mumbled something about 'he forgot!'--forgot, indeed!" Mrs. Vincent looked at Mr. Dimple--a triumphant, merciless look. Mr. Dimple murmured reflectively, "Yes--that _was_ odd--very odd." "And as for that Mrs. Bantam of his, the old frump! _She_ actually swore that there'd never been a sack in the house! Well, it stands to reason, if Mr. Egerton borrowed that sack to collect wood in, she _must_ have seen it, unless he kept it locked up somewhere--and if he did lock it up somewhere--well, he must have had some funny reason for it...." Mrs. Vincent shrugged her shoulders expressively. "So _that_ didn't do him any good--especially as she cheeked the Coroner." "And what was the verdict?" "Oh, the jury were _very_ quick--I only waited ten minutes or so, you know, just on the chance--and when they came back they said, 'Wilful murder against somebody unknown'--or something like that. I must say, I was surprised, because the Coroner was _very_ down on Mr. Egerton--" "And so were you, I gather," said Mrs. Whittaker, with forced calm; the Whittakers liked Egerton, and Mrs. Vincent was slowly bringing them to the boil. "Well, if you ask me, I really _don't_ think he comes out of it very well. Of course, I know the jury didn't say anything about him, but--"