She looked hopefully at Aunt Martha, but Aunt Martha sat with her eyes cast down, and her hands on her lap pressed tight together.
“I—see!” said the Judge. He sat leaning on one elbow, with his chin in his hand and his deep-set eyes never once wavering from Jacqueline’s face. “Well, when you left the house, what next?”
“I crawled through the hole in the hedge, and I saw the fat little girl next door, and she said hello.”
“Was that all?”
“She showed me her birthday presents.”
“And then——”
Was she going to reveal anything that would “give away” her transaction with Caroline’s beads? Not Jacqueline!
“Then I went back to Miss Crevey’s,” she said calmly, “after something I’d forgotten.”
“And you didn’t see the fat little girl again?”
“No, Judge, I came right straight home from Miss Crevey’s.”