"Vile wretch that thou art, wouldst thou betray thy brother?" exclaimed her father, thrown off his guard.
"Your daughter, Master Lucas, does but do her duty in discovering her brother's guilt," said Father Barnaby. "It is the greatest kindness she could show him. Rejoice that you have one faithful child left."
"She is no child of mine from this day," said Master Lucas. "I wholly disown and cast her off. I would she had died at her birth, rather than she should have lived to be what she is."
"Father, remember your promise," said Jack; "I pray you do nothing hastily."
Brother Joseph now returned with the books. "Is this all you have?" asked the priest, examining them.
"That is all."
"You and your uncle had other books when you were at Holford, I know," said the priest. "What were they, and whence did you obtain them?"
Jack was silent.
"You will do the old man no service by this silence, if that be your thought," said Father Barnaby. "You had best be frank with me, since I mean you naught but good."
"No doubt," answered Jack dryly. "I thank your reverence for your good intentions."