Gualtier read it long and thoughtfully. "What are the initials 'O. N.?'"
"Otto Neville. It is the General's name."
Silence followed. "Here he is called O Pomeroy, O N Pomeroy, and N Pomeroy."
"Yes; the name by which he is called is Neville."
"Your idea is that it is a confession of guilt, written by this O. N. Pomeroy himself?"
"It reads so."
"I don't want to inquire into the probability of the General's writing out this and leaving it in his drawer, even in cipher, but I look only at the paper itself."
"What do you think of it?"
"In the first place your interpretation is very ingenious."
"But--?"