"Evidently you do not believe him?"
"No, I don't."
"Where did you meet him?"
"He cum to de boathouse, and got me to row him ober to de wrack."
"You took him there. What did he want at the wreck?"
"I dunno dat, missus. He tole me to go away fer an hour or so. He went below in de wrack, out ob sight."
"Perhaps he was after something belonging to the past. Did he bring anything away with him?"
"I aint suah about dat, missus. When I rowed him ashore he had a tin box hidden away under his coat, but he might have had dat when I took him ober."
"How large a box?"
"About dis size," and Ben held out his hands.