"Because—because I should be guilty."
"You mean—you think—"
"I do not believe you took the jewels," was the quiet answer.
"Marcia! Marcia!" He reached for her hand, then sharply checked the gesture. "Why don't you believe I took them?"
"It isn't like you."
"The evidence is against me—every whit of it."
"I cannot help that."
"Have I ever told you I did not take them? Ever led you to suppose me innocent?"
"You have never told me anything about it."