“Were you at Luno Castle?” he asked.
“Yes,” replied Cabot grimly.
“Then did you not find the body, and the note pinned with a dagger?”
“Yes,” said his inquisitor. “That was what aroused my curiosity.”
“But the note told the facts,” exclaimed the startled young prince.
“Yes?” said Myles. “And, as I remember it, the words were merely: ‘This is what did the deed. I came too late.—Toron, King of Cupia.’ That explains nothing. It does not even state who killed little Kew.”
Cabot snapped his words short with an air of finality. A look of horror gradually spread over Toron’s face, as he stared at the other.
“My Builder!” he exclaimed, “you don’t mean to say you think that I did it.”
“This is treason!” Hah Babbuh declared in a determined tone.
“Now see here,” interjected Poblath soothingly, “let’s get this straight. I don’t believe that our good friend from Minos is quite himself after all his hardships, but I can assure him that I saw the blow struck, and that Prince Toron had not then even arrived at Luno.”