 They think I killed Bob. I don't know what's happening to me, but... Easy. You don't mean he... Yes, he's the fellow Mrs. Ryan found with a knife in his hand, his own hunting knife. Oh, no, no, that's impossible. Bob was his brother. Jimmy, I know you didn't do it. Well, of course I didn't do it. Tell him about the quarrel. Tell him about the phone call. About the quarrel? The phone call? Tell him that I was sort of a misfixit for you two when things got out of hand. Tell him how I felt about Bob and you. What quarrel, Jimmy?