AN EXPLANATION
It took Gebb some time to grasp the meaning of Miss Wedderburn's
remarks, for the information it conveyed seemed impossible of belief.
He looked so doubtful, that she repeated her speech with some
impatience.
"I tell you Miss Gilmar gave me that necklace on the night she was
murdered."
"At what hour?" gasped Gebb, not quite master of himself.
"Shortly after nine o'clock."
"Did you see her on that night?"
"Of course I did!" said Edith, sharply. "How else could I have got the
necklace?"
"But you told me at Kirkstone Hall that you did not know Miss Gilmar
was in Grangebury."
"That is perfectly true," rejoined Edith, colouring; "but I told you
many things that were false. I was forced to do so, to protect Arthur
and myself."
"So you knew of the murder when I paid my first visit?"
"Yes; and when you inquired after Arthur, I fancied you had discovered
his pawning of the necklace, and that you intended to accuse him of
the crime. Naturally, I was anxious to save him."
"That was why you fainted," said Gebb, suddenly enlightened.
"It was. In a moment I saw Arthur's danger, as I knew well he would
not say that I gave him the necklace; so the thought made me faint.
When I learned later that you knew nothing, I held my tongue."
"You did, and to some purpose. I congratulate you on your power of
acting, Miss Wedderburn. You deceived me completely."
"What else was I to do?" said Edith, resentfully. "You would not have
had me betray myself or Arthur? How did you find out that the necklace
was pawned?"
"That I shall explain later," replied Gebb, annoyed by her attitude.
"And, in my turn, may I ask why you killed Miss Gilmar?"
Edith stared at him in surprise, and laughed. "You are making a
mistake!" she said with haughty coolness. "I did not kill Ellen
Gilmar."
"But you were with her on that night?"
"So I was; but I left her at nine o'clock, and then she was alive and
well. Why should I kill her?"
"To obtain the necklace."
"What nonsense you talk, Mr. Gebb. She gave me the necklace for
Arthur, of her own free will. Even if she had refused to give it to me
I should certainly not have murdered her. I love Arthur very much, it
is true, but hardly enough to commit so wicked a deed for his sake."
"Do you swear that you are innocent?" asked Gebb, looking at her
keenly.
"Yes, I swear I am," she answered, meeting his look with much
frankness. "If necessary I can prove my innocence, and that of
Arthur."
"Oh, Mr. Alder has proved his innocence already."
"Very kind of him," said Edith, with sarcasm, "for I dare say he was
glad enough to hear of Arthur's arrest."
"You do him wrong, Miss Wedderburn. On seeing the case in the paper
Mr. Alder came round at once to see me. He stated that Mr. Ferris was
present in the Town Hall at Mr. Basson's lecture, and therefore could
not have been with Miss Gilmar at ten o'clock, the hour when she was
killed. He proved your lover's innocence."
Edith raised her eyebrows and looked surprised. "Why did Mr. Alder do
that?" she said, half to herself. "He hates Arthur because----"
"Because he is engaged to you," finished Gebb. "That is a mistake,
miss; for Mr. Alder is quite friendly with Mr. Ferris, and bears him
no grudge for winning your hand. You may not credit it, but Mr. Alder
is a real gentleman."
"The leopard can change his spots, then," said Edith, still puzzled.
"I should never have thought that Mr. Alder was so generous. It is
very strange," she finished musingly--"very strange indeed."
The detective quite agreed with her. He thought that the whole affair
was wonderfully strange, particularly as he was ignorant of how Edith
had obtained a valuable necklace from an old miser like Miss Gilmar;
and, also, he could not understand her reason for taking it. He quite
saw that she had deceived him in order to save herself and Ferris from
being accused of the murder, but he was doubtful if she was so
innocent of all knowledge concerning the death as she feigned to be.
With this idea in his mind he addressed her with some sharpness, and
asked her a leading question.
"If you did not kill the woman yourself," said he, "who did?"
"I don't know," answered Edith, candidly. "She was alive when I left
her at nine o'clock, and when I saw her death in the paper I was as
much surprised as any one."
"You knew, then, that she called herself Miss Ligram at Grangebury?"
"Oh yes, else I would not have known she was the victim. Though, to be
sure," added Edith, with a nod, "the description of the Yellow Boudoir
would have made me suspect. I spoke falsely for my own ends when I
told you that I saw no newspapers at Norminster."
"Well, Miss Wedderburn," said Gebb, after a pause, "I see no reason to
doubt your innocence, but I should like to hear your reasons for
getting the necklace."
"I'll tell you the whole story, Mr. Gebb. Indeed, I am sorry now that
I did not do so when you called to see me; but I was afraid of getting
Arthur into trouble, and so held my tongue."
"It was your silence which caused his arrest," said Gebb. "Had you
spoken out, he would not have been arrested."
"He could have exculpated himself," protested Edith, earnestly.
"I dare say; but in order to shield you--as I now see--he refused to
speak. However, we can talk of these things later, Miss Wedderburn.
Tell me your story."
"Certainly; I shall explain fully," said the girl, quickly, "and
anything you do not quite understand you can ask me about afterwards.
Well, Mr. Gebb, you must know, first of all, that Arthur is the son of
Marmaduke Dean, who----"
"I am aware of that fact," interrupted Gebb. "Prain told me."
"Very good," said Edith, composedly. "It makes my task the easier.
Yes, he is the son of Dean; and when his father escaped from prison,
some years ago, he came down to Kirkstone Hall to see if the poor man
had returned there. You know that Dean desired to revenge himself on
Miss Gilmar for her share in his condemnation. Well, Arthur thought
that his father might have gone to the Hall to punish her; so he came
down to warn Miss Gilmar and prevent a second crime, if possible."
"And what did Miss Gilmar do?"
"She was greatly alarmed by the news; and, terrified lest Dean should
really come, she went away, as I told you before, and hid herself in
London under those several names. It was in this way that I became
acquainted with Arthur, and we were very friendly. He used to visit me
frequently, and in the end we fell in love with one another."
"As was natural," said Gebb, smiling. "But before you proceed, tell me
if Dean ever came to the Hall, as he was expected."
"No," replied Edith, vehemently, "he never did. I don't know where he
is."
"Does Ferris know?" asked the detective, eagerly.
"Not he! Neither of us have set eyes on his father. The poor man may
be dead for all we know."
"I'm not so sure of that," said Gebb, thinking of the murder. "Go on,
please."
"I would not tell you about my engagement," said Edith, who did not
relish the smiles of the detective, and therefore spoke with some
resentment, "but that it is necessary for the safety of Arthur and
myself that I should speak freely. Mr. Ferris"--she adopted this more
formal style of mention to keep Gebb in order--"Mr. Ferris came to see
me frequently, and confided to me all his troubles. He was greatly in
want of money, as his pictures did not sell, and he had no one to help
him. I could not, as I had no money, and I was simply earning my
living as my cousin's housekeeper at Kirkstone Hall. In July Ar----,
that is, Mr. Ferris, was in such distress that I resolved to aid him
by obtaining from Miss Gilmar the diamond necklace which had belonged
to his father."
"I know," said Gebb, who was listening attentively, "the necklace
which Dean gave Laura Kirkstone."
"Yes; it was a family jewel, and Dean gave it to Laura only because
she was to be his wife. When she died, it should have been returned to
Dean--or, as he was a convict--to his son. Miss Gilmar, however,
seized it, and all the rest of Laura's jewels. With the other jewels I
had nothing to do, but I was resolved to obtain the necklace for
Arthur. Was it not right to do so?"
"Yes," rejoined Gebb, promptly, "the necklace certainly belonged to
Mr. Ferris, as his father could not benefit by it. But my wonder is
how you got it. From what I have heard of Miss Gilmar, I should have
thought the task an impossible one."
"It was difficult to obtain it, but I did so in the end. I told you,"
said Edith, with some colour, "that I did not know Miss Gilmar was at
Grangebury. Well, that was not true; for she wrote to me stating that
she was living in Paradise Row under the name of Ligram, and in her
letter she asked me about some business. I resolved to visit
Grangebury, but as I did not know where it was, I asked Arthur to
escort me."
"Did he know of your intention?"
"No; but curiously enough the week I wrote to him he was going down to
Grangebury to hear a friend lecture. That was on the twenty-fourth of
July; so I came up to town, and went with him on that night."
"To the lecture?"
"Well, not at first. The lecture did not begin until close on nine
o'clock, and I wished to see Miss Gilmar; so I sent Arthur in to the
Town Hall, and intended to join him when I got the necklace. I then
visited Miss Gilmar. She was alone in the house, and admitted me
herself. She was much alarmed at seeing me, and still more so when I
demanded the necklace."
"I don't wonder at it. Did she refuse to give it up?"
"Yes; although she was wearing it at the time. I told her then that if
she did not give it up to me for Arthur, I should search for Dean and
tell him where she was. Indeed," added Edith, reflectively, "I am not
sure but what I did not say that I knew where Dean was."
"But you did not?" said Gebb, looking at her keenly.
"No, certainly not," she rejoined hastily; "but I said so to frighten
Miss Gilmar. She was terrified, and implored me not to take the
necklace or tell Dean; but I knew that I was acting rightly, so in the
end she gave me the necklace, which I put into my pocket, and left at
once."
"About what time?"
"About half-past nine, I think. Miss Gilmar seemed anxious to get me
away from the house, and almost pushed me out of the front door, which
she locked after me. I then went to the Town Hall; but as Arthur was
in one of the front seats, and the lecturer was speaking, I did not
wish to create a disturbance by joining him, so I sat down near the
door. I had some conversation with the doorkeeper as to where Mr.
Ferris was seated; so if you ask him, he'll tell you that I sat near
him until the lecture concluded, at half-past ten o'clock. Then Arthur
joined me in much alarm, as he thought I had got into trouble. We
returned to London, where I gave him the necklace, and told him to
pawn it and pay his debts. I slept at the Grosvenor Hotel, near the
Victoria Station, and Arthur went back to his rooms in Chelsea. So you
see, Mr. Gebb, both he and I are quite innocent."
"It seems so," said the cautious Gebb, not committing himself.
"It is so," insisted Edith, haughtily. "The doorkeeper can tell you
that both Mr. Ferris and myself were in the Town Hall before and after
ten, and it was about that time Miss Gilmar was murdered."
"Was any one with her when you called?"
"No. I told you she was alone; but there was wine on a small table,
and with that, and the way she pushed me out, I was sure she expected
some one."
"Did you meet any one in the street going there?"
"Not a soul. I saw no one. Everybody in Grangebury seemed to be at the
lecture."
"Did you write and tell Mr. Ferris about my visit to you?"
"Yes, I did; and warned him not to pawn the necklace, as he might be
suspected. But it was too late, for he pawned it the day after I gave
it to him. But he is innocent, as you see, Mr. Gebb. Surely he will be
released."
"When his trial takes place he will," said Gebb. "He would have been
let off before if he had told this story to the magistrate."
"Ah!" said Edith, in a low voice, "he held his peace for my sake.
Good, brave Arthur! No wonder I love him."