st; he refused to sit down, he remained as still as possible,
he looked over Dune's head in order to avoid those shining eyes.

The eyes caught him.

"Craven, why have you been badgering the wretched Bunning?"

"I thought you asked me to come here to tell me something--I didn't
come to answer questions."

"We'll come to my part of it in a moment. But I think it's only fair to
answer me first."

"What have you got to do with Bunning?"

"That's not, immediately, the point. The thing I want to know is, why
you should have chosen, during the last week, to go and torment the
hapless Bunning until you've all but driven him out of his wits."

"I don't see what it's got to do with you."

"It's got this much to do with me--that he came to me this morning with
a story so absurd that it proves that he can't be altogether right in
his head. He told me that he had confided this absurd story to you."

There was no answer.

"I don't suppose," Olva went on at last gently, "that we've either of
us got very much time, and there's a great deal to be done, so let's
go straight to it. Bunning told me this morning that he declared to you
yesterday that he--of all people in the world--had murdered Carfax."

"Yes," at last Craven sullenly muttered, "he told me that."

"And of course you didn't believe it?"

"I didn't believe that _he'd_ done it--no. But he knows who _did_ do it.
He's got all the details. Some one has told him."

Craven was trembling. Olva pushed a chair towards him.

"Look here, you'd better sit down."

Craven sat down.

"I know that some one told him," Olva said quietly, "because I told
him."

"Then you know who----" Craven's voice was a whisper.

"I know," said Olva, "because it was I who killed Carfax."

Craven took it---the moment for which he'd been waiting so long--in the
most amazing way.

"Oh!" he cried, like a child who has cut its finger. "Oh! I wish
you hadn't!" There was the whole of Craven's young struggle with an
astounding world in that cry.

Then, after that, there was a long silence, and had some one come into
the room he would have looked at the two men before the fire and have
supposed that they were gently and comfortably falling off to sleep.

Olva at last said; "Of course I know that you have suspected me for a
long time. Everything played into your hands. I have done my very utmost
to prevent your having positive proof of the thing, but that part of the
business is now done w