"Marsden, do you?"
"No, sir; nothing whatever. I saw the things and thought I saw Mrs. Brier put them back in the box."
"Do you know anything, McDonald?"
"I do not, sir."
"Do you, Pemberton?"
"No, sir."
"Do you, Morton?"
Digby stammered and hesitated. The Doctor repeated his question.
"I know nothing for certain, sir. But I—I think—" and he held to the back of a chair with a very determined clutch as he again hesitated, and began to speak.
"What do you think, man? Speak out," said the Doctor.