confessing that after all, in some mysterious way, she has contrived to shake these preconceived ideas about her, now that from this distance I can view the room and what transpired in it. I dare not say by what means she has contrived to produce this effect; indeed, it is so subtle that I can hardly say what it amounts to, because if I begin to recall her words she seems almost to have admitted her guilt. Yet of one thing I am convinced—she presented no evidence of her depravity."
"One can easily concede the probability of that."
"Yes, but had it been as complete as you insist, I must have seen it."
"Pardon me, but I am afraid it does not follow. What is easier than to hide its traces from the eyes of inexperience?"
"Have I not the talisman in my pocket which transcends experience?"
"Talisman be damned," said Mr. Whitcomb, with a jovial brutality.
Before his companion could frame an answer to a scorn so unconciliatory, the hansom stopped before the offices of Messrs. Whitcomb and Whitcomb. They alighted together.
