"Ah! You are still in love with him!" said Heron, with a jealous pang.
"No, I am not. I found out long since that I loved someone else better. Oh, I am not going to tell you his name. I have my secrets as well as you. But I still like and admire Neil in spite of his misfortunes, and I want to help him. You are doing that already, and I admire you for it. Well, we will work together."
"I should like nothing better. But," Geoffrey hesitated, "can I trust you? The secret isn't mine, you know."
"No, it is mine," said Miss Cass, very coolly. "I share it with you and Mrs. Jent. Whether I know all or not I am not prepared to say, but you are going to tell me all. Now then!"
He hesitated. "Very good," he said at length. "I will tell you all I know, and we will work together to get this poor woman restored to freedom."
"What? Is she innocent?"
"I am certain of that. Whosoever murdered Jenner, it was not his wife."
"But she was found guilty."
"She is not the first innocent person who has been found guilty. Wait till you have heard the whole story, then you shall judge."
"I certainly should not think of judging beforehand," she said, disdainfully. "You must not think me silly. Now go on from the very beginning."