"I was firmly convinced of Stewart's guilt," he said quietly; "but what you have told me throws a new light on the subject. I said you could not do that--I beg your pardon--you can."
Eugénie bowed her head in acknowledgment of the apology, and asked him a question in a hesitating manner.
"You don't think Caprice is guilty?"
"I think nothing at present," he replied evasively; "not even that Stewart is innocent. When I see the boy, I'll tell you what I think."
They talked on together for a few minutes, and then there came a knock at the door. In reply to Ezra's permission to enter, the door opened, and Isaiah appeared on the threshold, holding some papers in his hand.
"Oh, you've come," said Ezra, as the boy shut the door after him.
"Yes; did you want me?" demanded Isaiah in a jerky manner, "'cos I never knowed you did."
"Didn't you meet a messenger?" asked Naball, turning his head round.
Isaiah deposited the papers he carried on Ezra's desk, and shook his head.
"No, I never met any one, I didn't," he answered. "Mr. Ezra asked me to bring all letters that came to the old 'un, so as these came, I did."