in his mind this morning? He is very savage with
himself and perhaps frightened. Because he knows that we know. He is
a murderer still. He does not repent."

They scoured the scene of Brendon's exploit presently and it was
Jenny who found the shallow grave. She was very pale and shivering
when they responded to her call.

"That is where you would be now!" she said to Mark.

But he was occupied with the mould piled beside the pit. Here and
there were prints of heavy feet and Doria declared that the
impression of the nails pointed to such boots as the mountain men
habitually wore. Nothing else rewarded the search; but Giuseppe was
full of theories and Brendon, occupied with his own thoughts,
allowed him to chatter without interruption. For his part he felt
doubtful whether any further apparition of Robert Redmayne might be
expected. This failure would probably put a period to his activity
for a time.

Mark determined to take no action until Mr. Ganns came back to
Menaggio. Meanwhile he proposed to occupy himself with the husband
and wife and, so far as possible, preserve an attitude of friendship
to them both. That relations were secretly strained between them
appeared clear enough; and the results of casual but frequent visits
to the Villa Pianezzo were summed in the detective's mind before Mr.
Redmayne and Peter returned. He believed most firmly that Doria was
in collusion with the secret antagonist, and intended ultimate
mischief to his wife's uncle for his own ends; and he was equally
convinced that Jenny, while conscious enough that her husband could
not be trusted and meant evil, as yet hardly guessed the full extent
of his infernal purpose.

Had she known that Giuseppe and Robert Redmayne were actually
working together to destroy Albert Redmayne, Brendon believed that
she would tell him. But he guessed that she knew nothing definite,
while suspecting much. She had shown the most acute concern at his
own danger, and more than once implored Mark to do nothing but look
after his own safety until Peter Ganns was back again. Meantime the
rift between her spouse and herself appeared to grow. She was
tearful and anxious, yet still chose to be vague, though she did
admit that she thought she had glimpsed Robert Redmayne again, one
evening. But Brendon did not press her again to confide in him,
though Doria showed no sort of jealousy. He often left them together
for hours and exhibited to the detective a very amiabl