"Dutchman!" said Stephen, hastily. "I thought it was a Quaker."
"Now I think of it, it was a Quaker," said Paul, quietly.
"What made you say Dutchman?"
"I wanted to find out how much you knew about it. Did you know this Quaker?"
"Did I know the Quaker? I don't know any Quakers."
"I thought you might. In that case, you won't feel any interest in knowing what became of him."
"Did—did anything happen to him?" asked Stephen, in alarm.
"You seem anxious," said Paul, keenly.
"Don't trifle with me, boy. Tell me what happened to him. As you've told part of the story you may as well tell the rest."
"He proved to be no Quaker at all," said Paul. "If he was a friend of yours, as I conclude, I think you will have a chance to see him in court to-morrow."