CHAPTER XV.
ACCUSING EACH OTHER.
Don Miguel stopped in his nervous pacing of the small space in front of the tents and thrust his passion-swept face to within a foot of that of the speaker.
"A desperate crime!" he repeated.

"Do you have the temerity to mention my name in connection with crime ?" "On the night of your visit to Mr.Cameron," Nestor went on, coolly, "you dined at one of the famous lobster palaces on Times Square.

Early in the evening, let us say not far from nine o'clock, you left the restaurant and took a cab for the Cameron building.

You spoke both French and Spanish to the driver, as well as English, and tipped him liberally, paying the charge in gold." Don Miguel swung away again, his face expressive of a desire to do murder.
"You found Mr.Cameron in his office," Nestor continued, "busy with the papers of the Tolford estate.

There are only two persons who know what took place at that interview, Mr.Cameron and yourself, but we are certain that the purpose of it was to urge Mr.Cameron to complete the contract for munitions of war which was under discussion.