For two weeks he had seen the light of day only through the deep, narrow opening of one small window. At first he had had visitors-indignant, excited visitors who came in hotly to remonstrate, to threaten, to abuse. Fenton had charged in upon him with a whole battery of reproaches. Moseley had arrived with arguments and reasons and platitudes, all expressed in a polysyllabic monotone. Meech had come many times with prayers and petitions guardians of the galaxy english sub gentle rebuke. To them all Sandy gave patient, silent audience, wincing under the blame, but making no effort to defend himself. All he would say was that Ricks Wilson had not done the shooting, and that he could say no more.