Chapter 52

He emptied his cup and put it down in the most matter-of-fact way imaginable. It was a shot in the dark but, as sometimes happens, it hit a cat. “Well,” retorted Mr. Tutt, “supposing she has retained us?” “It wouldn’t make for much harmony in the family,” hazarded the Deacon. “Aren’t you willing to make any statement regarding the nature of your defense? The public would naturally be pleased to know that Don Antonio was innocent. I’d be glad to help you in creating sentiment for him and all that! Why not frankly ad…