An instant she faltered and gazed wildly from one to the other of us beside her.
The strain was too great. It was as though something snapped under it.
"No!" she cried, half sobbing, half defiant. "There was no one in that office! I—"
It was too much for Shattuck.
Out of the corner of my eye I had seen his glance riveted on Kennedy's hands as Craig twirled the Calabar bean nonchalantly.
He turned suddenly and looked at Honora—then strode a step forward.
"Professor Kennedy," he exclaimed, in a husky voice, "she was not there. It was I who was in the office. I will tell all!"
XIX
THE LIE-DETECTOR
I do not know whether Kennedy was as startled as I at the unexpected confession of Shattuck. At any rate, his face did not betray it.