"Yes."
Harry was driven to the wall. He set his teeth, and now, finally at bay, his spirit seemed to return.
"Where did that money come from?"
"From my mother."
"And from whom did she get it?"
Harry hesitated.
"From one Simon Rabofsky, a money-lender, was it not?"
"Yes."
"She had sold her family jewels, had she not?"
"Yes."