"If you talk that way of a criminal, Mr. Vane, what will you say of a good woman?"
"My good man, there is more joy over a sinner that repenteth----"
"But Miss Bull doesn't repent," said Bawdsey.
"I'll hear the story before I give an opinion on that point. You say that it was some remark I made which----"
"Yes, it was," said Bawdsey, eagerly, and throwing himself into a seat. "Your remark that Margery might be guilty----"
"One moment," interrupted George, in his turn. "I may tell you that I have seen Mr. Ireland, and he declares that he never was near the house on that night, that he knew nothing of the confession, and that he had no latch-key. He is innocent."
"Now that I have heard Miss Bull I know that, sir. She's the one."
"Well, and how did you find out?"
Bawdsey cleared his throat and began, with a most important air: "I rather agreed with your idea that Margery might be guilty," he said, "and when I turned it over in my own mind I thought it more and more probable. I therefore determined to get Margery alone and work on her fears."
"Pah!" said Brendon, with disgust.