The fellows looked there and then said: --Why him? --Is he in it? Athy lowered his voice and said: --Do you know why those fellows scut? I will tell you but you must not let on you know. Brother Michael was standing at the door of the infirmary and from the door of the dark cabinet on his right came a smell like medicine. There's plenty of money to be made in a big commercial City. Never, little Miles--no, never--have you given me an inkling of anything that MAY have happened there.