Anyhow, if you
are innocent, you will be set free as soon as you are tried."
"But the man Jarima? Have you not been for him?"
"Yes, but he is useless; when we arrived, some one had been before us,
and not only blinded him, but cut out his tongue, so that he could not
speak."
"How horrible! How could any one have been so cold-blooded?" Diniz
gasped, turning pale.
"Evidently it was done for some purpose. But come, Sampayo, I cannot
wait here."
"Will nothing I say convince you I am innocent? If innocence gives
strength, I shall soon be at liberty."
Henrique smiled scornfully, and hurried the young man away.
"You will not be alone; your prison-cell is shared by another--Phenee,
the Jew. An old friend of yours, is he not?" Henrique asked.
"Friend--no! I have only spoken to him once in my life. What is he
arrested for?"
"Being a receiver of stolen goods," grimly.
Diniz thought suddenly of Miriam, and wondered how she would bear this
blow. Her only relative and dearly-loved parent torn from her side, to
linger in a damp cell. How bitterly he blamed himself for having been
the cause of Phenee's capture! If he had not disclosed the secret of
Phenee having bought the poignard from Jarima, no one would have
suspected him.
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