"OK," said Legs. "Let's go at this scientifically. So far Bacon and Willy are dead, and it can't be Binky, 'cause he is dead too. Also, Boss is boss, so its not him."

"Right," agreed Ramen.

"That leaves just four of us -- me, Peewee, Ramen and Mike."

"Right."

"I can tell that it's not Mike, 'cause he looks too calm --- he'd look guilty if he was."

"Yeah? It's not me alright, but if it was, I bet I could fool you," protested Mike.

"And, it's not Ramen 'cause Binky just talked to him like it was someone else."

"Yeah," said Ramen. "It's not me, but Binky won't give it away like that once we get better at the game."

"Yeah, but he did this time. So the way I figure it, it must be Peewee, 'cause it's sure not me. I deduce that Peewee is the knave!"

"I'm not either," protested Peewee. "What could make you think that I, your honest Patrol Leader would stoop to such a thing?"

"Ha! Jokes! Now I am sure of it," said Legs.

"Well, I think it's you, Legs," said Peewee, turning to the attack. "You are just an evil genius who is trying to turn us poor villagers against one another."

"Am not!"

"How can we trust you? Look at your sneaky eyes," continued Peewee.

"How can I look at my own eyes! Look, you guys. I know Peewee is the knave. Come on, let's kill him."

"Well, we do know he likes card games," said Ramen. "You can't trust people like that. I'll vote to kill him, Legs."

"How about you, Mike? Yeah!" said Legs with glee. "OK, Peewee, you're dead."

Peewee turned over his card to reveal the Knave, and with a grin splitting his freckled face said, "Want to play again?"

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