The Major shrugged his shoulders.
“Of the sea, perhaps, or the vessels passing, or Lady Drelincourt’s illness.”
“No, sir,” said Lord Carboro’ shortly. “I was thinking of Lady Teigne’s jewels.”
Rockley raised his eyebrows, and looked at the old man curiously.
“Of Lady Teigne’s jewels?”
“Yes, sir; and it seems a strange thing to me that if Denville killed the old woman for her diamonds, he has not become rich.”
“To be sure,” said Rockley; “it does seem strange.”
“It’s all strange, sir, deuced strange,” said the old man. “Took me aback, for I never suspected Denville, and I don’t suspect him now.”
They stood looking at each other for a few minutes, and then Rockley said quietly:
“A great many people seem to believe him innocent. Do you think they will get him off?”