Deborah was in the seventh heaven of delight that her young
mistress would soon be in a safe haven and enjoy the protection of an
honorable man. Knowing that she would soon be relieved from care, she
told Bart Tawsey that they would be married at the same time as the
young couple, and that the laundry would be started as soon as Mr. and
Mrs. Beecot left for the Continent. Bart, of course, agreed--he always
did agree with Deborah--and so everything was nicely arranged.

Meanwhile Pash worked to prove the will, pay the death-duties, and to
place Sylvia in full possession of her property. He found in one of the
safes the certificate of the girl's birth, and also the marriage
certificate of Aaron Norman in the name of Lemuel Krill. The man
evidently had his doubts of the marriage being a legal one if contracted
under his _alias_. He had married Lillian Garner, who was described as a
spinster. But who she was and where she came from, and what her position
in life might be could not be discovered. Krill was married in a quiet
city church, and Pash, having searched, found everything in order. Mrs.
Krill--or Norman as she was known--lived only a year or two after her
marriage, and then died, leaving Sylvia to the care of her husband.
There were several nurses in succession, until Deborah grew old enough
to attend alone on her young mistress. Then Norman dismissed the nurse,
and Deborah had been Sylvia's slave and Aaron's servant until the tragic
hour of his death. So, everything being in order, there was no
difficulty in placing Sylvia in possession of her property.

Pash was engaged in this congenial work for several weeks, and during
that time all went smoothly. Paul paid daily visits to the Gwynne Street
house, which was to be vacated as soon as he made Sylvia his wife.
Deborah searched for her laundry and obtained the premises she wanted at
a moderate rental. Sylvia basked in the sunshine of her future husband's
love, and Hurd hunted for the assassin of the late Mr. Norman without
success. The hand-bills with his portrait and real name, and a
description of the circumstances of his death, were scattered broadcast
over the country from Land's End to John-O'Groats, but hitherto no one
had applied for the reward. The name of Krill seemed to be a rare one,
and the dead man apparently had no relatives, for no one took the
slightest interest in the bills beyond envying the lucky person who
would gain the large reward offered for