“I am his counsel,” answered Eliot.
“And!—” ejaculated Tamworth.
“As such I am looking for the sole witness who can testify to his innocence.”
“From the report of the trial,” said Tamworth, “I suppose that the man you seek is the one who was within the lighted chantry, as seen by the boy witness. Is it not more than probable that he did not escape from the burning church?”
“He did escape,” interrupted Eliot, and with a face upon which a knowing expression was displayed, he continued looking at Tamworth.
“Then why did the police not capture him?” inquired Tamworth, as though the question were a poser.
“He did not pass out by the front entrance,” said Eliot.
“Ah, by a window, then? Or by the door into the church-yard.”
“Nay,” said Eliot, “his escape could possibly have been by such means of exit, but there was another avenue for flight and he used it.”
“So,” exclaimed Tamworth, “this is interesting; go on!”