I pressed her again.
"Do you think there is any other motive for his absence ?" Her eyes dropped to the floor.

She answered obstinately, almost doggedly, "I can't say." I addressed myself to Ambrose.
"Have you anything more to tell us ?" I asked.
"No," he said.

"I have told you all I know about it." I rose to speak to the lawyer whose services I had retained.

He had helped us to get the order of admission, and he had accompanied us to the prison.

Seated apart he had kept silence throughout, attentively watching the effect of Ambrose Meadowcroft's narrative on the officers of the prison and on me.
"Is this the defense ?" I inquired, in a whisper.
"This is the defense, Mr.Lefrank.What do you think, between ourselves ?" "Between ourselves, I think the magistrate will commit them for trial." "On the charge of murder ?" "Yes, on the charge of murder.".