"I--I--don't know," Tom stammered, now on his guard, and not wishing to commit himself.
"But you should know," the Bishop insisted. "You signed the paper, and I ask you what it means, then?"
"The gold is gone, sir, an' the parson was the only one there with Uncle Billy. Besides, where did he git all of that money?"
"But that's no proof. I want facts, and I expect you to give me some."
"That's all I know," was the surly response.
"And upon the strength of that suspicion you signed this paper?"
"Yes."
"And you would swear that you know nothing definite?"
"Y--yes--that's all I know."
The Bishop remained silent for a short time, musing deeply.