“You ask too much,” said Anthony, smiling again; “they may have been there for aught I know, for I certainly did not see them elsewhere at the time you mention.”
Wade frowned, but the one at the end laughed loud.
“He has you there, Wade,” he said.
“This is foolery,” said the Secretary. “Well, these two, Father Edward Oldcorne and Father Holtby were in Lancashire in November; and you, Mr. Norris, spoke with them then. We wish to know where they are now, and you must tell us.”
“You have yet to prove that I spoke with them,” said Anthony, for the trap was too transparent.
“But we know that.”
“That may or may not be; but it is for you to prove it.”
“Nay, for you to tell us.”
“For you to prove it.”
Wade lost his temper.