he went away with Morley."

At the sound of this name Denham's face grew black. "I wish I knew where
Morley is," he said vehemently. "I would give him up to the police with
pleasure. On the evening of the day Anne escaped he came here with his
wife. When she left he had a quarrel with me, saying I had done wrong in
letting Anne go. We fought, and he threw me down the stairs. My leg is
broken, and so I could not get away from the police. Well, I give myself
up. It is rather hard after I have done so much to get the money I
wanted."

"Even to committing a murder," said Steel.

"No," said Denham decisively; "I did not kill Daisy Kent. She was
murdered by--but I'll tell you that later. In the meantime, Mr. Ware,
tell me what the Princess told you, and I'll supply the details she
doubtless has omitted. Then Steel can follow with his tale."

Giles had no hesitation in complying with this request. He narrated his
connection with Olga and the story told by her mother. Also he detailed
how he had confided in Morley, thinking him an honorable man. This was
the only time when Denham smiled, and he did smile derisively. However,
he did not interrupt, but when Giles was finished looked at Steel. That
gentleman gave a history of his doings and discoveries. He omitted all
mention of Morley. Denham noted this.

"I see you have left something for me to tell," he said. "Well, as I am
like a rat in a corner, I must give in. The end has come, and I don't
know that I am sorry. I have had a very uneasy life of it since I left
Jamaica. And, as usual, it was a woman who ruined me."

"Not the Princess Karacsay," said Giles quickly.

"Yes. You heard her version of the story, now hear mine. She led me on,
she behaved badly, she----"

"I don't believe you. I won't listen."

"Very good. Then we will take up the story from the time I came to
Milan," replied Denham coolly. "Anne was with me, and I treated her
well. She never knew anything of my inner life, and always thought me a
good man. I rather prided myself in keeping her in that belief."

"Dane said that you behaved very well," said Steel.

Denham nodded ironically. "I am much obliged for the good opinion of
such a scoundrel," he said. "Well, you know how I treated Anne. When she
became a governess she left me to follow out my idea of making money. I
bought a yacht, and invented the Society of the Scarlet Cross. For a
time all went well. Then I was foolish enough when robbing the sa