"Who was it?" demanded he.
"I told you we thought it was you," replied his friend.
"But you know it wasn't," he replied, impatiently.
"Then I have no idea who it was."
"Some one has taken advantage of the moment I spent with the captain—I wonder if he had anything to do with it," he added, growing unjustly suspicious in his resentment.
He strode across the room; and, knowing where the leader was, demanded:
"What is the meaning of this, Capt. Asbury?"
"The meaning of what?"
"While I was talking a few seconds with you some person slipped out of the back door; do you know anything of it?"
"It is beyond my comprehension," replied the leader in a voice which removed all distrust of him.