"I don't remember. Some rattling nonsense--nothing more. He was always
lightheaded. He ran upstairs and into the dining-room before I could
prevent it."

"How long did he remain?"

"About twenty minutes--not longer, I am certain. Then he came running
back and I let him out."

"Had there been a quarrel?"

"I don't know," doggedly; "I wasn't there. Mr. Juan came down laughing,
I know _that_. I know nothing more about it. I have never seen him
since."




CHAPTER X.

FROM THE "CHESHOLM COURIER"--CONTINUED.


Jane Pool was called. A suppressed murmur of deepest interest ran
through the room at the name of this witness. It was understood her
evidence would have the deepest bearing on the case. Mrs. Pool took
the stand. "A decent, intelligent young woman," said the _Chesholm
Courier_, "who gave her evidence in a clear, straightforward way
that carried conviction to every hearer." "I am Jane Pool. I am nurse
to Sir Victor Catheron's infant son. Early in August I entered the