s
remarks with his finger in his usual fashion when in deadly earnest.
"You were married to Jessop in Stowley Church; you bore him a daughter
who was christened Maud Jessop in Stowley Church. The person I mentioned
sent me copies of the marriage and birth certificates. So your marriage
with Lemuel Krill was false, and his second marriage with Lillian Garner
is a good one in law. Which means, Mrs. Jessop," Hurd hurled the word at
her and she shrank, "that Sylvia Norman or Sylvia Krill, as she
rightfully is, owns that money which you wrongfully withhold from her.
The will gave the five thousand a year to 'my daughter,' and Sylvia is
the only daughter and only child--the legitimate child, mark you--of
Lemuel Krill."

"Lies--lies--lies!" raged Mrs. Krill, as she may still be called, though
rightfully Jessop, "I'll defend the case on my daughter's behalf."

"_Your_ daughter, certainly," said Hurd, "but not Krill's."

"I say yes."

"And I say no. She was fifteen when Lady Rachel was murdered, as Jessop,
her father, admitted. I knew the man was keeping something back, but I
was far from suspecting that it was this early marriage. No wonder the
man came to you and had free quarters at 'The Red Pig.' He could have
prosecuted you for bigamy, just as you would have prosecuted Krill, had
you not murdered him."

Mrs. Krill gave a yell and her eyes blazed. "You hound!" she shouted,
"do you accuse me of that?"

"I do more than accuse you, I arrest you." Hurd produced the warrant. "A
man is waiting in the cab. We'll get a four-wheeler, and you'll come
along with me to gaol, Mrs. Jessop."

"You can't prove it--you can't prove it," she panted, "and I sha'n't
go--I sha'n't--I sha'n't!" and her eyes sought the tapestry.

"Miss Jessop can come out," said Hurd, coolly, "and, as to your not
coming, a few policemen will soon put that right."

"How dare you insult me and my daughter?"

"Come, come," said the detective, sternly, "I've had quite enough of
this. You offered me one thousand pounds to learn who killed your
so-called husband, Krill. I have earned the reward--"

"Not one shilling shall you have."

"Oh, I think so. Miss Sylvia will pay it to me, and you--"

"I am innocent. I never touched the man."

"A jury will decide that, Mrs. Jessop."

"Krill--my name is Krill."

Hurd laughed and turned towards the tapestry.

"What do you say, Miss Jessop?" he asked.

Seeing that further concealment was at an end, Maud lifted