"You don't know how he has suffered since you left," said Eli. "He sat up all night on Tuesday. You know what date it was?"
"Yes; I left home on that night two years ago."
"And Mrs. Courtly came over from the Manor and stayed with him," said Eli.
"Irene," he said softly.
"Yes, and she told me the Squire would be a young man again if you came back."
"Do they still believe I wronged your daughter?"
Eli made no reply, he thought it better to keep silent, for he would not tell a lie or deceive him.
"I see," said Ulick, bitterly. "I am still the black sheep, a disgrace to the name. And you, what do you think?"
"No need to ask me, Mr. Ulick. You know what I think. I never believed you guilty, and I never will, no, not even if Janet accused you, because she would be forced to it by the man who led her astray," said Eli.
Ulick took his hand and shook it heartily.