There was human blood on it.

I had been the last person seen with Langdon.

They put two and two together--and tried to convict me on circumstantial evidence.

But they couldn't convince the jury; I went free, as I should have done.

I was innocent!" Houston, white now with the memories and with the necessity of retailing again in the presence of a girl who, to him, stood for all that could mean happiness, gritted his teeth for the determination to go on with the grisly thing, to hide nothing in the answers to the questions which she might ask.