When Bracebridge and Beecham were again alone in their room, the former said:
“What do you make of it all?”
“I think it is very important.”
“I think so too.”
“You heard all he said?”
“Every word.”
“I am not sure,” said Jack, “but I believe there is a rift in the cloud for dear old Roy. Fancy, Brose! suppose this wounded boy should know all about the robbery,”
“And we could make him tell,” added Bracebridge.
“I tell you what I think,” continued Jack, “it is my conviction that he not only knows all about the thieving, but that he——”