Either Wes or Ned killed him, I reckon. Still, Ward
could've shot himself."
"Yeah, he could have."
"And any one of several persons, who did or didn't know what
all had happened, might've slipped the squirrel into Ward's
pocket to cover suspicious-looking circumstances. It might've
even been that Hicks fellow who was in on the whiskey-making.
Remember, he was over there early this morning."
"Jodie, it's bound to have been Wes Bailey."
"Well, maybe. Ward ruined Addle Mae. But, Nannie, had you
thought of this: Wes couldn't afford to kill Ward. If he did,
folks would ask why, and that would bring up Addie Mae's name. So
Wes didn't dare."
"You guess then it was Ned?"
"I wouldn't think it of Ned. But Ward must've thought Ned had
told the Law about the still. You remember Ophelia said that Ward
was going to 'get him a coon'? The coon was Ned!"
"Jodie, oughtn't we to tell somebody about-"
"Nannie, for the time being, I aim to put the whole mess
outta my mind. Sometimes, what happens is best left to the Good
Lord.
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