Temple's manner was sullen as he walked beside Harry and the officer, handcuffed. He overcame his sullenness, after a while, so far as to inquire: "How came you to suspect me of this robbery?" "Your friend Vernon has confessed it," answered the officer. "You may as well know, for it will do no harm." "So he betrayed me?" said Temple, bitterly. "He had no choice. He was trapped himself." "Where is he now?" "In prison, awaiting trial." Temple looked better satisfied. He had suspected Vernon of turning State's evidence and betraying him. "But how was he found out?" he asked, after a pause. "The night you hid the tin box in the wood, there was some one who saw all that passed." "Who was that?" asked Temple, eagerly. "You will know in due time." "Where are you taking me now?" "To

