When he saw that it was Isabel he was glad, partly because he would rather have seen her than anybody else, next to Helen, and partly because he could ask her to carry a message to Miss Minorkey.

He asked her to take from his trunk, which had already been searched by the marshal's deputy, all the letters of Miss Minorkey, to tie them in a package, and to have the goodness to present them to that lady with his sincere regards.
"Shall I tell her that you are innocent ?" asked Isabel, wishing to strengthen her own faith by a word of assurance from Albert.
"Tell her--" and Albert cast down his eyes a moment in painful reflection--"tell her that I will explain some day.

Meantime, tell her to believe what you believe about me." "I believe that you are innocent." "Thank you, Miss Isabel," said Albert warmly, but then he stopped and grew red in the face.

He did not give her one word of assurance.

Even Isa's faith was staggered for a moment.