"And that bruise on your head?"
"He did that. He knocked me senseless and robbed me of my watch, my pocketbook, and also that diamond scarfpin you gave me."
"And he has robbed me too," added the lady. "Robert, I am very sorry for you!" And she caught his hand.
"Robbed you!" he ejaculated. "You mean that check?"
"No, more than that. He took some of my jewelry the last time he visited me."
Again Robert had to tell his tale, and this time he related all of the details, for he felt that it would not do to hold back anything from the lady. She listened with her face growing whiter every instant.
"He is a terrible villain, Robert," she gasped at last. "So he did not sail for Australia, after all."
"No. I think he must be still hiding in Liverpool."
"Were it not for the scandal I would place a detective on his track. The attack on you was a most cowardly one."
"I don't believe he will worry either of us again very soon," said the boy. "He is too much afraid of arrest."