“I am one who will share that trust,” he said, and something in her look rewarded him.
Elk rubbed his chin fiercely.
“Being naturally of a trusting nature, I should no more think of doubting your word, Miss Bennett, than I should of believing myself.” He looked at his watch. “I think we’ll go along and fetch poor old Balder from the house of sin,” he said.
“You’ll stop and have some breakfast?”
Dick looked pleadingly at Elk, and the detective, with an air of resignation, agreed.
“Anyway, Balder won’t mind an hour more or less,” he said.
Whilst Ella was preparing the breakfast, Dick and Elk paced the road outside.
“Well, what do you think of it, Captain?”
“I don’t understand, but I have every confidence that Miss Bennett has not lied,” said Dick.
“Faith is a wonderful thing,” murmured Elk, and Dick turned on him sharply.