“My God!” breathed the editor.
“Though I had suspected Doctor West, I sat there stunned,” the minister continued. “But after a minute or two I slipped out by another door. I returned with a policeman, and found Doctor West still with Mr. Marcy. The policeman arrested Doctor West, and found the envelope upon his person. In it was two thousand dollars.”
“Now, what do you think of that?” Kennedy demanded of the editor. “Won’t the town be thunderstruck!”
Bruce turned to the agent, who had sat through the recital, a mere corroborative presence.
“And this is all true?”
“That is exactly the way it happened,” replied Mr. Marcy.
Bruce looked back at the minister.
“But didn’t he have anything to say for himself?”
“I can answer that,” put in Kennedy. “I had him in here before I sent him over to the jail. He admits practically every point that Doctor Sherman has made. The only thing he says for himself is that he never thought the money Mr. Marcy gave him was intended for a bribe.”