Only his mother's illness prevented him from stopping at the first telegraph office and sending a dispatch to her to let her know that he had discovered all.
"You do not believe it—you will not believe that I took the bracelet?" Jessie was sobbing out. "Speak to me, oh, I implore you, and tell me that you believe me innocent!"
He turned suddenly and took her in his arms.
"Believe in your innocence, my darling?" he answered, suddenly. "Yes, before Heaven I do! You are innocent—innocent as a little child. I intend to take you directly to my mother, and this mystery shall then be unraveled."
Despite the girl's protestations, he insisted that it must be so, and the first outgoing train bore them on their way back to Boston.
It so happened that he found a lady acquaintance on board, an old friend of his mother, who willingly took charge of Jessie on the journey.
"Keep up a brave heart, little Jessie," whispered Hubert, as he bid the ladies good-night. "All will come out well. Nothing on earth shall take you from me again."