"That's right," said Lazarus, looking through the letters. "By-the-way, Isaiah, this gentleman wants to ask you a few questions."
"What, Mr. Naball?" said Isaiah in alarm. "Oh, sir, I never had nothing to do with it."
Naball smiled.
"No! no! that's all right," he said good-naturedly. "It would take a bigger man than a sprat like you to commit such a crime; but, tell me, do you know Caprice?"
Isaiah leered significantly.
"I've seen her on the stage, that's all."
"Never off?"
"Drivin' about the streets."
"Anywhere else?"
Isaiah glanced uneasily at Ezra, who laughed.