"I will tell you it all. This villain's policy was to murder, on
one pretext or another, every man who showed such promise that he
might in time come to be a dangerous rival. My husband--yes, my
real name is Signora Victor Durando--was the San Pedro minister
in London. He met me and married me there. A nobler man never
lived upon earth. Unhappily, Murillo heard of his excellence,
recalled him on some pretext, and had him shot. With a
premonition of his fate he had refused to take me with him. His
estates were confiscated, and I was left with a pittance and a
broken heart.

"Then came the downfall of the tyrant. He escaped as you have
just described. But the many whose lives he had ruined, whose
nearest and dearest had suffered torture and death at his hands,
would not let the matter rest. They banded themselves into a
society which should never be dissolved until the work was done.
It was my part after we had discovered in the transformed
Henderson the fallen despot, to attach myself to his household
and keep the others in touch with his movements. This I was able
to do by securing the position of governess in his family. He
little knew that the woman who faced him at every meal was the
woman whose husband he had hurried at an hour's notice into
eternity. I smiled on him, did my duty to his children, and
bided my time. An attempt was made in Paris and failed. We zig-
zagged swiftly here and there over Europe to throw off the
pursuers and finally returned to this house, which he had taken
upon his first arrival in England.

"But here also the ministers of justice were waiting. Knowing
that he would return there, Garcia, who is the son of the former