"Yes; he, and no other man."
"From what motive, Gautran--compassion?"
"No, from fear."
"What reason has he to fear you?"
"I have his secret, as he had mine, and he wished to get rid of me, so that he and I should never meet again. It was for that he gave me the gold."
"What is the nature of this secret which made him fear your presence?"
"He knew me to be guilty."
"What do you say? When he defended you, he knew you to be guilty?"
"Aye, he knew it well."
"Incredible--horrible!" exclaimed Father Capel, raising his hands. "He shared, then, your crime. Yes; though he committed not the deed, his guilt is as heavy as the guilt of the murderer. How will he atone for it?--how can atone for it? And if what I otherwise fear to be true, what pangs of remorse await him!"