'If that is so,' argued Harry, 'the assassin would no doubt wish to take the benefit of his crime and use the money. If he did, the numbers of the notes being known, they would be traced, whereas—'
'Whereas Baltic, who got the numbers from the bank, has not yet had time to trace them. Wait, Brace, wait! Time, in this matter, may work wonders.'
'But, doctor, do you trust Baltic?'
'Yes, my friend, I always trust fanatics in their own particular line of monomania. Besides, for all his religious craze, Baltic appears to be a shrewd man; also he is a silent one, so if anyone can carry the matter through judiciously, he is the person.'
'What about Cargrim?'
'Leave him alone, lad; with sufficient rope he'll surely hang himself.'
'Shouldn't the bishop be warned, doctor?'
'I think not. If we watch Cargrim and trust Baltic we shall be able to protect Pendle from the consequences of his folly.'
'Folly! What folly?'
'The folly of having a secret. Only women should have secrets, for they alone know how to keep them.'