"Did you just say 'sell the babies to the witches'?" The man inquired, now wavering in his resolve. The disappearance of the pregnant women was one matter, but the handling of the babies, where they were taken, and how they were cared for sounded altogether too suspicious.
"They are lying! Pay no heed to their falsehoods! I sent them to an orphanage, just as we all agreed upon!" The man cried, crawling toward him in a desperate bid to convince him otherwise.
"Agreed upon? It was your suggestion alone, and we merely went along with it," the man said, now piecing things together. It had always seemed suspicious how he was the one who first spoke of the orphanage, the one who arranged everything, and the one who insisted they never speak of the village's affairs to outsiders.
"Yes, but you selfish lot agreed to it! Why act now as though the blame rests solely upon me?!" The man bellowed, rousing the villagers' ire.