"You, Mrs. Belswin?"
"Yes; I cannot believe this horrible thing of that poor young man," said Mrs. Belswin, hurriedly. "I will also come. Do you intend to have Belk arrested on Sunday?"
"No!" cried Maxwell, vehemently. "I want to hear what he has to say first."
"I'm afraid your nature is too soft for a detective, Mr. Maxwell," said Mrs. Belswin cruelly.
"Do you think so," he answered angrily. "No! But look, Mrs. Belswin, at the horrible position of the case. A mother betrays unconsciously to death the son whom she adores. Oh! it's terrible."
"He may be innocent."
"Per Bacco, I hope so," cried Ferrari, anxiously. "I myself think it is too much a tragedy."
"I will not speak to the police," said Maxwell, taking up his hat. "We three will go to Deswarth together and confront this man. If he is innocent so much the better. If he is guilty----"
"Well?" asked Mrs. Belswin, seeing him pause.
"I will do nothing!"