"Of course, of course," Malachi agreed easily, echoing the constable's earlier words. "I trust your judgment."

He didn't know how long James was going to be in that damned privy, but he could stand here all day. Could Constable Roberts do the same, when justice surely called?

"I actually have more questions, if you don't mind answering them, constable. I have reason to believe someone else--" he lowered his voice to whisper, "another Ward," before he raised his voice again, "has been stealing from the church, but I have no solid evidence. What would you suggest I do?"