us, Cuthbert, I never associated myself with those sort of
people. Caranby was infatuated with her. To be sure, he got engaged
to spite Selina, and she really did treat him badly, but I believe Miss
Saul--such a horrid Hebrew name, isn't it--hypnotized him. He forgot
her almost as soon as she died, in spite of his ridiculous idea of
shutting up that house. And such valuable land as there is at Rexton
too. Well, I hope this violent death of Selina will be a warning to
Caranby. Not that I wish him any harm, in spite of your being next
heir to the title, and we do need money."

While Mrs. Mallow rambled on in this diffusive manner, Cuthbert was
thinking. When she ended, "Why should this death be a warning to
Caranby?" he asked quickly.

"Good gracious, Cuthbert, don't get on my nerves. Why?--because I
believe that Selina pushed Miss Saul off that plank and killed her.
She was just the kind of violent girl who would do a thing like that.
And Miss Saul's relatives have waited all these years to kill Selina,
and now she's dead, they will kill Caranby because he did not marry the
wretched girl."

Cuthbert stared. "Mother, what are you talking about? Caranby told me
that Miss Saul had only one brother, and that probably he was dead."

"Ah," said Mrs. Mallow, "he didn't tell you that Miss Saul's father was
arrested for coining or passing false money, I forget which. I believe
the brother was involved also, but I can't be sure. But I only know
the girl was dead then, and the Saul family did not move in the matter,
as the police knew too much about them.

"Good gracious!" shuddered the lady, "to think if she had lived,
Caranby would have married into that family and have cheated you of the
title."

"Are you sure of what you say, mother?"

"Of course I am. Look up any old file of newspapers and you'll read
all about the matter. It's old history now. But I really won't talk
any more of these things, Cuthbert. If I do, there will be no sleep
for me to-night. Oh dear me, such nerves as I have."

"Did you ever see Miss Saul, mother?"

"I told you I did on the platform. She was a fine, large, big girl,
with a hook nose and big black eyes. Rather like Selina and Isabella,
for I'm sure they have Jewish blood in their veins. Miss Saul--if that
was her real name--might have passed as a relative of those horrid
Loach girls."

"Mrs. Octagon and her sister who died are certainly much alike."

"Of course they ar