“What law” asked Donny, “would take a fowl’s cluck on murder?”
“None the less”, I said “much may be revealed.
The Ghost and the Rooster, I’ve heard, often attend Say Nonsense at Elizabeth Bareit Brownteas’ Heatcliff Manor.
If I can get Bareit to invite your uncle to one of her Banqoutes we might have a chance to get old Foggy to come clear.”
I sent Donny off home and had Helen put in a call to Heatcliff.