"Ah!" exclaimed the _delegato_ in satisfaction. "It is a test that few
can withstand. You recognise her as your victim--good!"
I let the fellow condemn me. I allowed him to form what theory he
liked, for I was far too surprised and amazed to protest.
The truth was absolutely incredible. At first I could not believe my
own eyes.
The dead woman was not Marigold, but another--Marie Lejeune!