“Mr. Delamere,” he said gently, “there is but one way to gain time.  You say the negro is innocent.  Appearances are against him.  The only way to clear him is to produce the real criminal, or prove an alibi.  If you, or some other white man of equal standing, could swear that the negro was in your presence last night at any hour when this crime could have taken place, it might be barely possible to prevent the lynching for the present; and when he is tried, which will probably be not later than next week, he will have every opportunity to defend himself, with you to see that he gets no less than justice.  I think it can be managed, though there is still a doubt.  I will do my best, for your sake, Mr. Delamere,—­solely for your sake, be it understood, and not for that of the negro, in whom you are entirely deceived.”

“I shall not examine your motives, Carteret,” replied the other, “if you can bring about what I desire.”

“Whatever is done,” added Carteret, “must be done quickly.  It is now four o’clock; no one can answer for what may happen after seven.  If he can prove an alibi, there may yet be time to save him.  White men might lynch a negro on suspicion; they would not kill a man who was proven, by the word of white men, to be entirely innocent.”

“I do not know,” returned Mr. Delamere, shaking his head sadly.  “After what you have told me, it is no longer safe to assume what white men will or will not do;—­what I have learned here has shaken my faith in humanity.  I am going away, but shall return in a short time.  Shall I find you here?”

“I will await your return,” said Carteret.

He watched Mr. Delamere pityingly as the old man moved away on the arm of the coachman waiting in the hall.  He did not believe that Mr. Delamere could prove an alibi for his servant, and without some positive proof the negro would surely die,—­as he well deserved to die.

XXVI

THE DISCOMFORT OF ELLIS

Mr. Ellis was vaguely uncomfortable.  In the first excitement following the discovery of the crime, he had given his bit of evidence, and had shared the universal indignation against the murderer.  When public feeling took definite shape in the intention to lynch the prisoner, Ellis felt a sudden sense of responsibility growing upon himself.  When he learned, an hour later, that it was proposed to burn the negro, his part in the affair assumed a still graver aspect; for his had been the final word to fix the prisoner’s guilt.

Ellis did not believe in lynch law.  He had argued against it, more than once, in private conversation, and had written several editorials against the practice, while in charge of the Morning Chronicle during Major Carteret’s absence.  A young man, however, and merely representing another, he had not set up as a reformer, taking rather the view that this summary method of punishing crime, with all its possibilities