"I suppose so. This horrible affair. But she still believes in me, doesn't she?" he asked eagerly.
"As much so as I do, my boy!"
"Thank God for that! I don't know what I'd do if she went back on me!
I wouldn't want to live!"
"Tush! Nonsense! Don't get sentimental!"
"I can't help it, Colonel. But as long as Amy thinks I didn't do this horrible thing—and God knows I didn't—and as long as you believe in me—why I can stand it. Maybe it won't be for long."
"Well, there's no use buoying you up with false hopes, Darcy. You'll probably be here all summer."
"I shan't mind if I'm proved innocent at last."
"I hope we can manage that all right."
"Then you do believe in me, Colonel?"
"Of course I do! Otherwise, I wouldn't take up your case. Now don't talk too much. I want to ask you a few questions. Answer them, and as briefly as possible. I'll get you out of here as soon as I can. If I hadn't been as slow as a carp I might have the right man here now in your place."