"Hang it, no!" cried Mallow in dismay, "that would be too
realistic, Jennings. I don't want it known that I was hanging
about the place on that night. My explanation might not be
believed. In any case, people would throw mud at me,
considering I am engaged to the niece of the dead woman."

"Yes! I can see that. Well," Jennings rose and stretched
himself. "I must see what Susan has to say"; he glanced at
his watch; "she should be here in a few minutes."

A silence ensued which was broken by Jennings. "Oh, by the
way," he said, taking some papers out of his pocket, "I looked
up the Saul case."

"Well, what about it?" asked Cuthbert indolently

Jennings referred to his notes. "The Saul family" he said,
"seem to have been a bad lot. There was a mother, a brother
and a daughter--"

"Emilia!"

"Just so. They were all coiners. Somewhere in Hampstead they
had a regular factory. Others were mixed up in the matter
also, but Mrs. Saul was the head of the gang. Then Emilia
grew tired of the life--I expect it told on her nerves. She
went on the concert platform and met Caranby. Then she died,
as you know. Afterwards the mother and brother were caught.
They bolted. The mother, I believe, died--it was believed
she was poisoned for having betrayed secrets. The brother