By the time I got out there I discovered a very large wooden crate with an oil stain spreading out beneath it, and a bemused Wilson regarding it warily.
'Is there something you want to tell me about?' I asked.
'Before I say anything that might incriminate me,' he replied, 'could you help me lift this crate onto my cart and give me a hand wheeling it into the living room?'
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