"He did."
"When?"
"This afternoon while you were at Decker's place."
Had I slapped the merchant in the face he would not have been more surprised. He sprang to his feet and glared at me.
"You—you—Who says he made such an admission?"
"I say so."
"Ah! I see, you were spying on us. You rascal!"
"It strikes me that you are the rascal," I returned. "You try deliberately to shield a thief."
"What!"
"Yes, it's true."