That astute young man wrinkled his brows.
"I see what you are driving at," he said rapidly. "You think that Caprice took the knife out of the pocket, saw the whole chance in a flash, and committed the crime."
"No! no!" cried Eugénie, horror struck. "I'm sure I don't believe she could be guilty of a crime."
"Humph! I don't know so much about that," said Naball disbelievingly.
"What nonsense," broke in Ezra angrily; "she could not have done such a thing--she had no motive."
Naball did not reply to this remark, but rising from his seat, walked hurriedly up and down the room in a state of great excitement. He had been fully convinced of the guilt of Stewart, but the conversation of Eugénie had shaken his belief, and he began to puzzle over the new aspect of the case.
"I wonder if Caprice ever had any dealings with Lazarus?" he said to himself, thinking of the diamond robbery.
"Yes," broke in Eugénie sharply, "she had--at least," in answer to Naball's questioning look, "when I was at the theatre on Saturday night a boy near me said he had seen her at Lazarus's place."
"A boy," asked Ezra sharply, "what boy?"
"I don't know," she replied; "a thin, pale-faced Jewish-looking boy, with a shrill voice."