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Ruperra glanced cautiously around him. He betrayed no astonishment at the extraordinary statement of the haggard-looking convict. He had encountered too many dramatic surprises in the course of his life to be thrown off his balance by anything. So far as he could see, the warders had noticed nothing of what was going on, and it was imperative that they should be kept in ignorance. If this man told the truth--and Ruperra saw no reason to disbelieve him--then it would be his plain duty to do his best to procure Geoffrey Devant his freedom. He turned the problem over in his mind until the convict returned, pushing his barrow with the aimless, listless air of one who has lost all hope and all desire for freedom.
"I know your father intimately," Ruperra said. "He is a man for whom I have a very high regard. I hope you have done nothing to disgrace him."