"Well, ask Him, then," the sergeant snapped. "You say He's right there by your side." "Yassuh," she replied impertubably, and turned and spoke to the emptiness. "Lord, who were it?" The stenographer stopped writing and looked up sharply. For a space of time no one spoke. Then the sergeant asked sarcastically, 'What did He say?" "He said He weren't going to tell," Alberta replied stolidly.|