Blind Charlie moved quickly forward.
“What’s that?” he cried.
“It’s not true!” burst from Blake’s lips. “Doctor Sherman is in Canada!”
“When I saw him two hours ago he was at his wife’s bedside.”
“It’s not true!” Blake huskily repeated.
“And I might add, Mr. Blake,” Katherine pursued, “that he made a full statement of everything—everything!—and that he gave me a signed confession.”
Blake stared at her blankly. A sickly pallor was creeping over his face.
Katherine stood up.
“And I might furthermore add, gentlemen,” she went on, now also addressing Blind Charlie, “that I know all about the water-works deal, and the secret agreement among you.”
“Hold on! You’re going too far!” the old politician cried savagely. “You’ve got no evidence against me!”