"Yes. At first it seemed puerile. I had such a steadfast belief in Mansell's guilt, I could not give much credit to any argument tending to shake me loose from my convictions. But the longer I think of it the more vividly I remember the difficulties of the road he had to take in his flight. I have travelled it myself, you remember, and I don't see how he could have got over the ground in ninety minutes."
Hickory's face assumed a somewhat quizzical expression.
"Byrd," said he, "whom were you looking at during the time Mr. Orcutt was making his speech?"
"At the speaker, of course."
"Bah!"
"Whom were you looking at?"
"At the person who would be likely to give me some return for my pains."
"The prisoner?"
"No."
"Whom, then?"