I was relieved. There was something in both the tone and words that convinced me there could be nothing criminal under consideration. And yet the mystery was deeper than ever. Here was no explanation of how the money had come; which was an assured fact, but dark innuendoes of problems yet unsolved. I continued to listen, absorbed with interest. "Now, as to the matter o’ beasts and birds, bein’ no scholar, I can’t prove nothin’. Thim you’ll hev to study for your own self, and make your own deductions regardin’ em. Nayther can I explain the how and wherefore of the light—but it’s thar all the same, and you’ll see it. I could a’ give my notions to the society, but the cussed fools wouldn’t listen to nothin’, and they can go see for theirselves if they wants to, afore I’ll tell ’em another word. Now, don’t let that slip your mind, ’cause you’re the only man, ’fore God a’ mighty!" "Now, about this belt," said Torrence, "how wide did you say it was?" By the sound I imagined him to be tapping on the table with a pencil; but the words that followed were impossible to hear; and then the men had evidently got their heads together in poring over some document or paper which I could not see. Suddenly it occurred to me to stoop down and peep through the keyhole. Undoubtedly it was contemptible, but was it any more so than listening? "An eavesdropper is bad enough, but a peeper is worse," I thought, and yet my curiosity was so aroused it was impossible to help it, and I excused myself partly on the ground that it was right to be forearmed if I was not to be led blindly as an accomplice into a possible crime. And so I succumbed, and placing my eye against the opening, obtained a circumscribed view of my brother’s apartment. To my amazement I immediately recognized the stranger as the man we had met upon the Thames boat, and afterward in the restaurant. He was the same dirty, unshaved sailor; at least his appearance indicated that he had followed the sea for a living, and I could not doubt that he had. The men were sitting on opposite sides of a table, upon which a pile of papers was heaped in confusion; and so far as I could judge some of these were the same that had come in the afternoon’s mail. "Give him as much time as he wants!" said the sailor, speaking again. "He won’t believe it at first, and it ain’t reasonable as how he should; but it ’ill come over him by degrees like. He’s bound to believe it ef he studies on it—there ain’t no other chance." "No, not if it’s so," answered Torrence, "and he won’t be as hard to convince as you might suppose; perhaps no harder than I was, for I’ve half believed it myself, and talked about it before. You found me an apt scholar, didn’t you?"