"Then you are a rascal," replied Barnwell; and it was fortunate for the tyrant that he was protected by the iron grating, or he would have been clutched by the throat.
"Careful, young man. I may have acted hastily in your case."
"Yes, and unjustly."
"Well, wrongs may be righted."
"Then let me out of this horrible dungeon."
"I will, on one condition."
"Name it."
"That you tell me whether you took that paper again which you brought me from New York."
"No, sir; I never saw it after I gave it to you," replied Barnwell. "You held it in your hand when I was dragged from your office."
The prince now remembered that this was true, and it made the mystery even greater than before.