"Of course you are a thief."
"You've said that before," he remarked placidly. "You said I was a burglar and a house-breaker, too."
"But you are!"
"Am I?"
Rosalind had no patience with people who fenced, but she checked her temper for the moment.
"After what I observed at an early hour this morning," she said, "I cannot see that there is any doubt of it. You entered and robbed—or attempted to rob—Mr. Davidson's house."
"Well," he said slowly, looking up at her, "I don't happen to be on the witness-stand. But I might remark that I didn't enter or attempt to enter Mr. Witherbee's house at any rate."
She flushed angrily, but she had learned something.
"Then you spied," she said.
He made a non-committal gesture.