Isaac himself stood there, his black eyes alight with anger.
"Liar!" he exclaimed.

"Liars, both of you!" They looked at him without speech, his interruption was so sudden, so unexpected.

The girl had forgotten his presence in the room; Arnold had never been conscious of it.
"I tell you that Rosario was a robber of mankind," Isaac cried.

"He was one of those who feed upon the bones of the poor.

His place was in Hell and into Hell he has gone.