"What do you mean by that?" demanded Eustace, who looked pale and ill, and was evidently in a sullen mood.
"Because I'm sure he has been taken by this time. I saw Berry last night--"
"Ah!" cried Mildred. "You came to help."
"Yes, I did. I wanted Lancaster removed from my path. Berry came to the Rectory to ask for my assistance. But he knew already where to find the man. I went with him to the cottage--"
"And you lurked outside, not being man enough to enter," said Jarman, with a sneer. "I turned Berry out pretty sharp. Being an American, he has yet to learn that an Englishman's house is his castle."
"And you have to learn, Mr. Jarman, that you have been compounding a felony in sheltering this criminal."
"Frank is not a criminal!" cried Mildred, with a stamp.
"Ah you defend your brother's murderer," sneered Darrel, savagely.
"Don't talk rubbish, Darrel," interposed Jarman. "You know well enough that Lancaster is innocent."
"He is not. He certainly escaped last night, but Berry is on his track. Lancaster may disguise himself, but Tamaroo will be spotted in a mighty short time. They can't escape."