when she had accused herself of attempted murder did he break through his reserve to show her his rooted confidence in her innocence, in spite of her confession.
When, the door was fast, Coppinger canie over to Judith, and, standing at a little distance from her, said:
"Judith, look at me."
She raised her eyes to him. He was pale and his face lined, but he had recovered greatly since that day when she had seen him suffering from the effects of the poison.
"Judith," said he, "I know all."
"What do you know?"
"You did not poison me."
"I mixed and prepared the bowl for you."
"Yes—but the poison had been put into the oatmeal before, not by you, not with your knowledge."
She was silent. She was no adept at lying: she could not invent another falsehood to convince him of her guilt.
"I know how it all came about," pursued Captain Coppinger. "The cook, Jane, has told me. Jamie came into the kitchen with a blue paper in his hand, asked for the oatmeal, and put in the contents of the paper so openly as not in the least to arouse suspicion. Not till I was taken ill and made inquiries did the woman connect his act with what followed. I have found the blue paper, and on it it is written, in Mr. Menaida's handwriting, which I know, 'Arsenic. Poison: for Jamie, only to be used for the dressing of bird-skins, and a limited amount to be served to him at a time.' Now I am satisfied, because I know your character, and because I saw innocence in your manner when you came down to me on the second occasion, and dashed the bowl from my lips—I saw then that you were innocent."
Judith said nothing. Her eyes rested on the ground.
"I had angered that fool of a boy, I had beaten him. In a fit of sullen revenge, and without calculating either how best to do it, or what the consequences would be, he went to the place where he knew the arsenic was—Mr. Menaida had impressed on him the danger of playing with the poison and he abstracted it. But he had not the wit or cunning generally present in idiots——"
"He is no idiot," said Judith.
"No, in fools," said Coppinger, "to put the poison into
