"Do you happen to be aware if this man, José Aranjo, knew a woman calling herself Madame Sara?"
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"Knew her?" cried Silva. "Very well indeed, and so, for that matter, did I. Aranjo and Madame Sara were the best friends, and constantly met. She called herself a professional beautifier—was very handsome, and had secrets for the pursuing of her trade unknown even to Aranjo."
"Good heavens!" I cried, "and the woman is now in London. She returned here with Mrs. Selby and Miss Dallas. Edith was very much influenced by her, and was constantly with her. There is no doubt in my mind that she is guilty. I have suspected her for some time, but I could not find a motive. Now the motive appears. You surely can have her arrested?"
Vandeleur made no reply. He gave me a strange look, then he turned to Selby.
"Has your wife also consulted Madame Sara?" he asked, sharply.
"Yes, she went to her once about her teeth, but has not been to the shop since Edith's death. I begged of her not to see the woman, and she promised me faithfully she would not do so."
"Has she any medicines or lotions given to her by Madame Sara—does she follow any line of treatment advised by her?"
"No, I am certain on that point."
"Very well, I will see your wife to-night in order to ask her some questions. You must both leave town at once. Go to your country house and settle there. I am quite serious when I say that Mrs. Selby is in the utmost possible danger until after the death of her brother. We must leave you now, Mr. Silva. All business affairs must wait for the present. It is absolutely necessary that Mrs. Selby should leave London at once. Good-night, sir. I shall give myself the pleasure of calling on you tomorrow morning."
We took leave of the sick man. As soon as we got into the street Vandeleur stopped.
"I must leave it to you, Selby," he said, "to judge how much of this matter you will tell to your wife. Were I you I would explain everything. The time for immediate action has arrived, and she is a brave and sensible woman. From this moment you must watch all the foods and liquids that she takes. She must never be out of your sight or out of the sight of some other trustworthy companion."
"I shall, of course, watch my wife myself," said Selby. "But the thing is enough to drive one mad."
"I will go with you to the country, Selby," I said, suddenly.
"Ah!" cried Vandeleur, "that is the best thing possible, and what I wanted to propose. Go, all of you, by an early train to-morrow."
"Then I will be off home at once, to make arrangements," I said. "I will meet you, Selby, at Waterloo for the first train to Cronsmoor to-morrow."
As I was turning away Vandeleur caught my arm.
"I am glad you are going with them," he said. "I shall write to you to-night re instructions. Never be without a loaded revolver. Good-night."
By 6.15 the next morning Selby, his wife, and I were in a reserved, locked, first-class compartment, speeding rapidly west. The servants and Mrs. Selby's own special maid were in a separate carriage. Selby's face
