“Who brought these letters?” he asked of the guard.
“A lackey.”
“Is there any plain-clothes man about?”
“There’s El Garro.”
“Send him in.”
The agent entered and came over to the judge’s desk.
“In these letters,” began the judge, “there is reference to the deposition just made by that boy arrested yesterday. How does it come that any one should have knowledge of his declaration?”
“I don’t know.”
“Has this boy been speaking with anybody?”
“Nobody,” answered El Garro, calmly.