“Did he do it?” growled Brandon, looking menacingly at our hero.
“Yes, I saw him do it.”
“When did he do it?”
“Last evening.”
By the time Harry, who had been struck dumb by the suddenness of the accusation, and the evident malice of Jack, recovered himself, and said boldly:—
“Captain Brandon, that is a lie, and Jack Rodman knows it is. I know nothing of the figure, and had nothing to do with it.”
“I saw you do it,” said Jack, with a malicious grin.
“I have no doubt he did it,” said the captain, furiously. “Strip him, and well give him a taste of the lash.”