"Miss Naomi Penryn," I said.
Never did I see such a change in any one. He no longer had the appearance of a mild and inoffensive man. The look of harmless indecision was gone, and all his pious sentiments were flung to the wind. He burst out with a string of oaths such as I had never heard before, and which made my flesh creep.
"Tell me all you know of this, Jasper Pennington," he said, presently, "everything."
I could not disobey him at that time, and I told him what I have written here, save but for the story of my love—that I kept in my own heart.
"She came in here to keep you from bein' found, did she?"
"Yes."
Then he became a little mild-mannered man again. He had grasped the situation in a minute, and he had seen more than had come into my mind. He commenced smoking again and continued for a few minutes, then he started up suddenly.
"Sam, Bill, sonnies, come in there."
Instantly the two men entered.
"They're comin', be'ant 'em?"