THE instant Isabel was out of hearing, Old Sharon slapped Moody on the shoulder to rouse his attention.

"I've got her out of the way," he said, "now listen to me.

My business with the young angel is done--I may go back to London." Moody looked at him with astonishment.
"Lord! how little you know of thieves!" exclaimed Old Sharon.

"Why, man alive, I have tried her with two plain tests! If you wanted a proof of her innocence, there it was, as plain as the nose in your face.

Did you hear me ask her how she came to seal the letter--just when her mind was running on something else ?" "I heard you," said Moody.
"Did you see how she started and stared at me ?" "I did." "Well, I can tell you this--if she _had_ stolen the money she would neither have started nor stared.