"It is."
"Do you know the prisoners?"
"But slightly."
"Say when you met them."
"I met them at my own house where they came by invitation to see some specimens of my skill as a medal engraver."
"Did those Englishmen assist you in any way to pass counterfeit coin?"
"Neither of those Englishmen; but that man did."
And turning half round, he pointed at the wretched Murray, alias Markby.
And at the same time the affable police officer drew nearer, smiling more blandly than ever.
"'Tis false!" shrieked the wretched Murray.